‘I have Joan to tell me how much I look like Mary. Her face reminded him of a delicate unglazed porcelain cup, filled with blond wine. You don't notice the heat; but it is always there, pressing down. She flew up from her stool and faced the door. Jack had got into one of the pens at the north side of the chapel. It is she that I must see.
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