One of those hanging moments ensued— hypnotic. My mother died the day I was born; that’s what they tell me. "Remember the devil!" retorted Terence, who had recovered his natural audacity. So often as she had herself manipulated a dagger, she could not mistake the shape that pressured across her chest, or the sharp point that dug below her bosom. She made a slow tour of the front of the house without success, and then started back along the rooms behind, dragging open the drapes each time to get just enough light to recognise what was on the walls. ‘There was a priest, the father confessor, you understand. Her anger died and she eyed him. So Ruth took another step toward her destination, which we in our vanity call destiny.
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