She looked at me as though I were some unclean thing, as though my soul were weighted with every sin in the calendar. She pulled away from him, placing her fingers on his lips for a moment. In the end, resolution triumphed, as it was sure to do, over the weaker emotions, and he laughed at his fears. \" Lucy shook her hand. “You would be wise to loosen your purse-strings, Gianfrancesco. Her sadness was manageable only because she was so familiar with its phases, because she could observe its moods remotely, like an astronomer studying the moon. When she finally did take her own lover, it was not with a member of the household staff. Her faith in human beings revived. Nature is God, Anna, and the greatest artist of us all a pigmy.
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