“Coming into the kitchen, he told Alice, “Woke up at dawn but went on pretending I was having a good time lying there. Have you wished Johnny a happy Christmas yet?” “No,” she said. “I might go down later.” She wiped the morning’s sweat off her cheek. It was already fiercely hot, the oven range radiating inside the house and, she could almost imagine, outside in the country itself. “You’re looking tired, Alice,” said Duncan. Duncan was a babe, with the mouth of a babe as mentioned in the Bible. ...No evil came from that mouth. She had not been to see Giancarlo since the night she had invaded his room, but thought of him kept her awake, she who had always been drugged into profound sleep by the languor of her days. Now she did not know whether to deplore or welcome Duncan, a fellow so deficient in suspicion. “A man should go to bloody church on a day like this,” said Duncan, sighing with mock self-reproof. “But you need a wife to get you there on the big days. On just about any day, for that matter.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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