Then, presto! What a dreary lot they are when the revellers lay aside the motley! Ruth had come from a far South Sea isle. Paintings sold off the walls. Instead, God had sent her Sebastianus, a man who had sold his soul to the Devil to gain eternal life, or perhaps he was even the Devil himself. They unloaded Michelle’s sleeping parents who had been propped up in the back seat, necks craned against each other. If only this man had been her father! The world would have meant nothing; the island would have been wide enough. She wanted to take him in her arms and hush him, but she sat perfectly still. It is the only way. Here, Caliban, attend to the door, and keep the wicket locked till I return.
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