Dædalus: Sprawling Maja

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Sprawling Maja

Anna put a hand on my arm and we stopped. Something in the air evening bespoke a sombre promise. She turned to me and took one of the buttons of my jacket between a finger and thumb and twisted it forward and back like the dial of a safe, and in her usual mild and mildly preoccupied fashion invited me to marry her.
(John Banville, The sea, pag. 104)

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