’
Gerald laughed. Before the congregation separated, the clergyman descended from the pulpit;
and, followed by the coffin-bearers and mourners, and by Jack at a respectful
distance, entered the churchyard. Once she reached the bamboo
curtain, clutched at it and tore it down as his arms went around her waist. She made noises between weeping and laughter as she went. The infant’s body, now
missing its pulverized head, was still twitching among the
blood-soaked ruins of corpses. But with the morning, the
glorious unstained morning the passion of living would stir even the blood of a
clod. She did not have the power
of men. I know the
Dutch. ’
He held his hands out of the way, surrendering his chest for her assault.
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