Once she had asked him: "Are you my father?" He had answered: "I am. “For men have reason, women rhyme A man scores always, all the time. It was the gallows. It was as if her aesthetic sense had become inflamed. Michelle’s eyes were red and bloodshot. He laid her on their old bed and kissed her from head to toe. She had carried a chair into the room veranda and had watched and listened until the night silences had lengthened and only occasionally she heard a voice or the rattle of rickshaw wheels in the courtyard. The freezing water lapped around her ankles as she ran along its edge, marveling at the thousands of tiny white spiral shells the tide had brought in. "The feeling is dead within my breast. You dear, dear girl. You’re never going to believe this, by the way. But it was hopelessly hard to put. Ann Veronica could at the same time ask herself what this queer old gentleman could have meant by speaking to her, and know—know in general terms, at least—what that accosting signified.
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