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The one who had awakened his, at the end of the day, in case Neve hadn’t made up her irls left "Here," she said, thrusting a flower at Neve "In case you don’t already have one"

Fu to take it, Neve saw that it was dead She looked up, right in the old woe, too unveiled, the lids never quite see up to their job

"You think I should refuse hiave a snort "I think he’s due a nice long tour of that Hell he loves to preach about, that’s what I think Or maybe he’s been there already, to know so much about it Take this, Crow Food Put it on your porch There’s not a bird in the world that would eat his brides You think you know bitter now? You’ll taste like ash before he drops you in a grave"

Neve already had a dead flower She tried to return the dame’s, but she wouldn’t have it "Take it," she said "I killed it special for whoever got his gift"

And so Neve did take it, and she was glad to have it when she found thefor her just outside of town

This was the second thing

He s His teeth were so white and square they looked chiseled out of walrus ivory "Good evening, Neve," he said This was a liberty He ought to have called her Miss Ellaquin

"Sir," was all she ed, and it was the best she could do to keep her feet ht past him

He fell into step beside her "I hope you liked the Bible," he said "Which passage did you read first? I always like to know"

As though she’d sat down on the spot, keen to know more of the Lord’s rules and punishments? "I didn’t read any," she replied "The wind carried it off before I even stepped onto the porch"

Between them, silence twisted, and Neve did not look up to see his eyes with their painted-dot pupils His shadow, cast ahead, was so er than her own "Excuse ht have misunderstood her

"The wind," she repeated "I’, and when she did not stop with hiers splayed froentle "That was a family heirloom," he said, and she had no choice but to look at his eyes now Glassy, she thought, and iraphies of Hell "It was precious to me"