“Sit down,” he said, and perused—“perused” is the word for it—for some moments. Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples, for I am sick of love. "I've won, after all. " After all those former bitter failures, this cup was sweet, even if there was the flavour of irony. In those revolutionary times one had to be prepared.
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