I tell you I’m Meysey Hill, the railway man. 32 The curtains and tapestries had appeared over the windows before Marina had died, growing moldy from the dampness and the oils of lavender, clove, and clary sage soaking them. Books were always sliding and slipping, clumsy objects to hold.
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