She mentioned, with familiar respect, Christ and Buddha and Shelley and Nietzsche and Plato. The house was full of aunts, uncles, and cousins meandering about, stuffed until their seams and zippers were bursting. " And he led the way to an inner room, in the middle of which stood a table, covered with a large white cloth. She wallowed for a time in the thought of Capes, unable to escape from his image and the idea of his presence in her life. If I had been your companion only, and not your master, I might very well have been content to accept you for what you seem. Folks don’t like ’em.
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