But now it’s beads by the cask—like the hold of a West African trader. Nature is God, Anna, and the greatest artist of us all a pigmy. Rain started to pummel the roof of the pavilion, which coalesced into sheets and rumbled to the cement below. You must live for me. So she built a shrine. She hurried with Jack as fast as she could to the open door to the passage.
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