Nevertheless, relief washed over her, her body rejoicing in the afterglow of twenty years of tension released. The glass in the windows was broken—the roof unthatched—the walls dilapidated. “Here we are,” he said, “shining through each other like light through a stained-glass window. The truth was impossible, indecent. Gerald was conscious of that sliver of irritation again at mention of the name.
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