There was the same airy grace of movement, the
same deep brown hair and alabaster skin. She could still remember
herself at age five, staring knives and daggers at the men
who came into the small yarn shop, under pretense of
business but really just to leer. Satisfied, however, that she did not notice him, Jonathan glided away as
noiselessly as he came, and ascended another short flight of stairs leading to the
garret. "
"If you will not take me, I'll find some guide who will. Before you have lived—”
He became darkly prophetic. I
want to be a person by myself, and to pull my own strings. It had seemed to her that life might be very
good indeed with his kindliness and sacrifice about her. The flicker of an eyelash might
betray his presence.
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