ty vest from t above t, for eacumn.
quot;My mind gre my isolation increased. I could not communicate my love, my able lust for t, tellect, s -- nor, indeed, eaced. t my eyes, teeth.
quot; teettering lig a penny candle? Or a s -- one forgets.quot;
Again tive.
quot;Life on. t peonies of trual flos gretle soft curls.
quot;I stared at my reflection in Dapples trougook off my spectacles and pulled te face and topknot and I iful woman w know.
quot;Jason, t;
, fair, delicate -- struck matcicks sprang to life.
ed mask of beauty. Eyes bluer tained lids, precise discs of scarlet on e c s of iara. And te breasts, exposed to t fell away from highs.
Siful as Venus rising from ted picture by Botticelli, only more so. Siful as ted bust of Nefertiti in tiful as tatue of ted Mic gazes on traffic of Milan y, only more so.
Sloe in tray on tive.
quot;At fifteen, I y on ting pond, in a canoe, at ed about Plato, ion in ter.
quot;rated on my reflection, I lovely being. Je suis un autre. Dizzied, drunk on t a personality urned from to make some brilliant point to my companion -- and my ne, stammered: ten years old again.
quot;I ran, stumbling, back to table, to ily into Dapples reets ato peelings t so enricurning, saw me.
quot; Susan, sea c and came close to me, so close t I could count trils. her rheumy eyes filled, overflowed.
quot; But you be not my Susan! s live to be as old as you! And s, selfisears on Dapples tail, for my mot last recognised my true identity and I perceived a glimmer of hope.
quot;Jason, my knee.quot;
at once and began to massage ing a momentary s of ache and imperial.
quot; Mot remark I remember addressing to ed; tasted wh.
quot;S me tfully, rolling a corner of o a probe and cleaning ing my life.
quot; If you picture tory, constipated, straining, toffee-nosed bastards ic, she said.
quot; t LEVELLERS.
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