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Fascinated, I picked out one of the tiny houses. 'Is this ours— I mean yours—?'
We bent down to look closer. Warm-smelling hair brushed my face. The shirt fell away from his neck and I drew back a little.

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I had suddenly a great longing to see Ferris and talk to him, get used to his new ways, old ways.

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As for my wife, I had music for her ears also. His having so treasured his honey, his Samson that I ate at his table and lacked for nothing. His proficiency with mouth and arse.

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He went on, more hesitantly, 'When we lie together - then - you know, then, how I love you?'

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Out of the courtyard and on the road I kept running, from a frightened animal's need to move. 'While your legs are still unbroken.' My bodily strength was all I had. To be crooked, to walk with a limp—

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He shook his head, stepped to his own door. 'In here. I want it like the first time.'
'Why?'
He repeated, 'I want it like the first time.'

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However, despite the tenderest care your aunt is much distressed and weeps whenever your name is spoken.

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I lay motionless in my dark burrow, breathing his smell. I would have given much to have him hold me and talk to me then, but a grown man is not driven to another's bed by a nightmare. Besides, Ferris did not believe in the Devil.

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I saw that she had misinterpreted his tender looks and the yearning sweetness of his speech. There needed someone to take her aside and explain that he would have shed the same radiance on a dead dog, had he seen a use for it in the New Jerusalem.

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I saw by his face that he disliked that 'Brother Christopher', but I liked it just then better than 'Ferris', which to me meant love.

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'I'm not myself without my name.'
'What man can be himself here?' He scratched his head. 'So what would you be called? Cullen?'
'I can't go from Rupert to Cullen.' I had never liked my sir-name in any case. 'Call me Jacob.'
'And what will you call me?'
'You are Ferris.'
'Jacob.'

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I stepped forward and enfolded him in my arms. There was nothing carnal in that embrace. Putting my hand to the back of his head, I found with my fingertips hard little creases under his hair: the scars left by broken glass.

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I wanted to lie still with him and let him know he was as welcome to me as myself, burrowing into him in the safety of the darkness.

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'There would be incest,' put in Izzy, laying his hand on my shoulder. 'Jacob is right. Brother and sister, all unknowing.'
'That happens now,' said Peter. ‘And not always unknowing.' Zeb looked up at once.

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'Just as well I fed you up, got your strength back. You'll do great execution tomorrow.' He turned to the cooking pot as if it sickened him to behold me, and this I could not bear. I put my hand on his arm. He knocked it off.
'What! To me!' I shouted. I pushed him in the chest.

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'I don't want to be gap-toothed.'
'O, you're bonny enough.' I must have frowned, for she added, 'Jacob! Vanity!'

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The other passengers were no more to me than the dead, and if one happened to address me I turned away. Soon I was troubled no more. We came out of London through one of the gates in the defensive walls.
You know someone who helped make them.
I never knew you, I answered.

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Ferris nodded coldly to me and said in his broken voice, 'I had indeed the impression of knowing you, Mister Cullen, but find that I was mistaken.'

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I studied the shape of my friend's hands, and how he clasped them. I could smell his skin and hair in the cold air of the church, and stood aching, my face a devout mask stretched over a rotten soul.

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'My friend,' I heard Ferris whisper.
'Lord, how big is he?' the man exclaimed.
'Not too big,' Ferris answered.