Using the shirt, she cleaned away the blood. When the carpenter concluded his recital, Jonathan was for a moment lost in reflection. Fresh ground, no chicory, and all the rest of it. His voice when he spoke was almost fiercely assertive, but there was an undernote of nervousness. A dozen shynesses and intellectual barriers were being outflanked or broken down in her mind. Well, let him be honest.
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