It proved to be a human head, though with scarcely a vestige of the features
remaining. \"Cathy says she'll let me stay out past midnight. And if sometimes I grow heady—and it's in the blood—
remind me of this day when you took me out of hell—a thief. Practically it was most of the chief interests
in life that she proposed to settle in this pedestrian meditation. That is, until I investigated Iovelli-Alberti in the
Fourteenth Century!”
They reached a part of the subdivision dubbed “The
Treehouse”, a popular hangout for edgy teens who
smoked joints in its foundation pits. She was flushed, and her eyes were
bright and angry; her breath came sobbing, and her hair was all abroad in
wandering strands of black. She fought the
inclination for a while, then surrendered. ‘And just who is Leonardo?’
‘How in God’s name should I know?’ demanded Roding irascibly. She
saw the moonlit waters, the black shadow of the proa, the moon-fire that ran
down the far edge of the bellying sail, the silent natives: no sound except the
slapping of the outrigger and the low sibilant murmur of water falling away from
the sides—and the beating of her heart. Lucy sat paralyzed, as still as
Tiger Lily on the death raft. While he was straining every sinew, his foot slipped, and he fell, head foremost,
into a deep trench, which he had not observed in the dark. If I offered
you half of my possessions, you'd doubtless wallop me on the jaw. Pearls in the dawn light,
flashing and burning!
"You don't like your island?"
"I hate it!… But, there!"—weariness edging in. I would have heard her.
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