"Buck up! While there's life there's hope. I need a white man, if only to talk to; and it will be a god send to talk to someone of your intelligence. “You do not know what you say. . She had mentioned the address where she and her sister had lived. One realized indeed then where the differences lay; the tender curves about Anna’s mouth transformed into hard sharp lines in Annabel’s, the eyes of one, truthful and frank, the other’s more beautiful but with less expression—windows lit with dazzling light, but through which one saw—nothing. Joe, my foster dad, was a heroin and booze addict. A slow horror was dawning in his fixed eyes. I am—’ ‘Like me, entirely English. “We can,” he said, “and we will. The funeral, it has just been said, took place on that day.
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