On the next morning—Sunday—the day on which he expected his mother's funeral to take place, he set out along the Harrow Road. It’s Italian. And then, as she stood there, with the fragments of the torn canvas at her feet, some even caught upon her skirt, the door was thrown open, and a girl entered humming a light tune. "Don't touch me.
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