The chapel was again crowded with visitors, and every eye—even that of Jonathan Wild who had come thither to deride him,—was fixed upon him. He sat alone in his brother’s old car night after night that summer, staring blankly at the red sky beyond the abandoned farmhouse where she had once shown him her secrets. Good heavens! She was discussing love-making. If Emile can see him, then so also can I. She found pieces of it on the blacktop near the green dumpster, amazingly small pieces considering the fabric’s original heft.
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