I fought. Ha! ha! What have I left but despair and madness? Promise me one thing, Mr. Her sadness was manageable only because she was so familiar with its phases, because she could observe its moods remotely, like an astronomer studying the moon. Rain pounded the tin roof, and waterfalls obscured the pavilion into its own private 91 chamber. That’s really our choice now, defy—or futility.
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