His gray eyes were closed, his persimmon-colored lips open and panting. Many things were only words, sounds; she could not construct these words and sounds into objects; or, if she did, invariably missed the mark. He contrasted the lot of women in general with the lot of men, presented men as patient, self-immolating martyrs, and women as the pampered favorites of Nature. By the intense look of him, she guessed that she had just encountered for the first time the boy genius Martin Chen.
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