She felt sharp animal teeth pierce her above her shoulder. "You can no longer refuse to tell me the name of this youth's father, Aliva," he said. You can, too, if you wish. I could tell it was Italian, you see. I'll knock off at tea. She leaned forward, her chin in her palms, her elbows on her knees, and she set her gaze upon his face and kept it there in dreamy contemplation. He was caked with dried muck. Analysis would come later, when the primitive conscience, satisfied, would cease to dominate his thought and action. I've a shrewd guess where he's taken refuge; but I'll ferret him out.
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