John Collier Lady Godiva painting

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Even though you might be playing martyr?"
He shrugged. "So I'm playing. The for keeps."
I placed my fingertips on both his temples and declared him a Candidate for Graduation.
"Ach!"he said, hoarse with pride. "You know what's ahead for you, Georgie? At the end of the circle?"
I smiled and gently mocked his accent. "A circle has an end?Auf wiedersehen, Max."
Yet a moment he clung to my amulet. "One favor you can do me, Georgie: blow your horn when the time comes, I want to hear it on the Shaft."
I promised I would, thrilling again at the way all chance seemed fraught with meaning and instruction. The original shophar, no longer blowable, I'd left in the Belly with Mother's purse and all my collected tokens except the stick and watch, the rest having done their job; but its mate (old Freddie's left) still lay, I trusted, in a certain tool-locker out in the barns, where I meant to go anyway before the Shafting.
"I'll drive you out," Anastasia said firmly, turning from her husband. "We'll use one of Maurice's cycles." I glowed at the miracle in her words, and agreed. Unable to speak for rage, Stoker fired both pistols into the air and raced his motor. His troopers laughed