” The lights sank, the prelude to the third act was beginning, the music rose and fell in crowded intimations of lovers separated—lovers separated with scars and memories between them, and the curtain went reefing up to display Tristan lying wounded on his couch and the shepherd crouching with his pipe. You’re the only person I’ve really given good, straight, unselfish thought to. Tell me what you think the island is like. ” The young man obeyed the summons. ‘You damned little fool! How dared you steal my sword?’ Her eyes flew open.
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