She made a slow tour of the front of the house without success, and then started back along the rooms behind, dragging open the drapes each time to get just enough light to recognise what was on the walls. "My lips would belie my heart were I to refuse you. Many things were only words, sounds; she could not construct these words and sounds into objects; or, if she did, invariably missed the mark. "Oh! that was all, was it?" said the turnkey, quietly reseating himself. He taught her how to read and write in Latin and Greek, often rewarding her for her efforts with a flower or a trinket. She pulled at his tee shirt again, wishing to feel his naked chest upon hers. .
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