” She gestured to an abandoned farmhouse down a long stretch of icy dirt road. He could not pull her soul apart now to satisfy that queer absorbing, delving thing which was his literary curiosity; he had put her outside that circle. Larry kept digging heartily into his spaghetti, not intrigued in the slightest. But you must see her alone; and that'll be no easy matter to manage, for she's a great invalid, and has generally somebody with her. ‘They cannot help it. All the money he earned—serving McClintock and the muse—could be laid away. The rain smelled of the Tyrrhenian Sea, which lay only a few paces beyond the manor's white sea-soaked walls.
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