Canton was something like a blind alley; unless
you were native, you couldn't get anywhere except by returning to Hong-Kong
and starting afresh. She sensed his acute frustration as he
unzipped her raincoat while trying to kiss her. At the first glance, he imagined he must have stumbled upon a museum of
rarities, there were so many glass-cases, so many open cabinets, ranged against
the walls; but the next convinced him that if Jonathan was a virtuoso, his tastes
did not run in the ordinary channels. F. I find you were excessively brave, mon
pauvre. He
died when I was. Many things were only words,
sounds; she could not construct these words and sounds into objects; or, if she
did, invariably missed the mark.
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