Do
you know the story of Orpheus? He was a musician who
followed his damned wife into Hell to bring her back?
He was one of us, I believe. She enjoyed preparing the
evening meals, the smells of potatoes roasting in the
oven, the stink of onions in the pan, the crackle of
chicken frying. ”
“Annabel! Annabel!”
Annabel stamped her foot. Or else—Else it will be impossible that I can be his
friend. ”
“No, don’t say that. And through it all, like a golden thread on a piece of tapestry, weaving in and out
of the patterns, the unspoken longing for love. ”
“Friend! What have a man and a girl in common to make them friends? Ask
that lover of yours! And even with friends, would you have it all Give on one
side and all Take on the other?. She romanticized, imagining a life on
the High Seas. ” A flush of excitement
crept into her cheeks. It was his particular
hobby, and the leisure he had to apply to it had given him a remarkable
appraising eye. Cocking the
gun. If it came at all, it was
as fleeting as the girl's smile. She is English! I am
sure of that. "
"That's the way it goes. Book.
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