“Perhaps for me,” she added,
with a sudden wistful look out of the bare high window, “a night of beginnings. “To the best of
my belief, I have not a single English acquaintance in the city. If he took a fancy
to you, he invited you to the house for tea, bitter and yellow and served in little
cups without handles. 27
Her beloved mother Marina was the first in the house
to catch it, the first to die. At least the sun would not be as bright, which was a
welcome reprieve from the mercilessly bright early
summer days which had invigorated every man, woman,
and child in the suburbs but were wearing Lucy down
into acute fatigue, along with her hunger. Her tone should have warned him, but he was too much in earnest to regard it.
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