to look  out ty.

    And t, and understood, in t same moment, t it could not be rooted out, not ever be acknoo a living soul.

    For trutrut  interly.

    trutly as it  ty years.

    A s  doairs and underground to see he messenger.

    Alais knely ed gift of a journey in tting married at the end of summer.

    Catini bar Edinio, e of olive trees and vineyards nortibar, and a modest but successful banking y, ers ly foreed, among oto forestall Selvenas oft-proclaimed intention to do aill be living at umn. Catini  and pleasant if a little dull, and Rovigo  and liked the man.

    Selvena empestuously ecstatic, about plans for t t of running her

    o telling t ticipated pleasures of the marriage bed.

    o tion of ts of sadness t rove to mask, tributed it to tural feelings of a man ed Rovigo more t it er to Alais, neat and quiet and co sadness ouc amid ticipatory bustle of the house.

    Alix seemed to understand, perter taken to patting  sporadic, unexpected moments, as if gentling a restive creature.

    ive. table and of seemingly enormous consequence. Barbadian troops o clog to nort, on tern Palm  to tion. Or none t ibar. Rovigo   old a long time ago t t mark thing new.

    And somet fit itself to t beyond it, into danger and tential for violence. o  and see it everyaverns, looking up too quickly whe door.

    One morning  of Quileia. And in ure, as  ice breaking up and ters beginning to run again, carrying to the sea.

    Over k sa