Do you know whoso portrait this is?" "I do not," replied Thames, repressing his tears, "but I believe it to be the portrait of my father. Cathy had not even noticed that she herself was wet and trailing water everywhere. The sky was dripping a wet, slow rain that had forced the city’s inhabitants into taxicabs and dingy cafeterias, the day wholly ruined for all except the insane schizophrenics and her. The rooks were cawing amid the boughs, and all nature appeared awaking to happiness.
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