"I cannot climb the boat. She was gone. He wrote poems to her beauty that he recited from a seemingly infinite memory. Then, very awkwardly, he took a stool and placed it at the end of Ann Veronica’s table, and sat down. ’ He glanced about and saw his quarry holding court at one end of the vast mirrored chamber. I promise not to do it again. He was into the passage in time to see her slip into another chamber at the end.
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