“Are you A, B, C, or D?” he asked. I always wondered why he bought my mother's pearls so readily. I told them lies. Leaving the library by the same door she had first used to enter it earlier that day, she crossed the two little antechambers and moved on through the rooms. He did not look up, so he did not know that in her other hand she held a glass of wine. Was she interested in that young ass who was risking his bones over there in the city? They had come up on the same boat. She was surprised to find how stored her mind was with impressions and memories of him, how vividly she remembered his gestures and little things that he had said.
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