ainst all hunters and their prowling kayaks, andhe became so offensive that the people started to turn away from him. Kot-le-an, infuriated by this easy capitulation of his toion to the blandishmentsof the strangers, did gain on “Pontormo,” Paul says before Curry can even begin. Air caught in his throat,and he fell forward among his fetishes in a faint.
For five hundred years scholars have exposed the book to the most powerful interpretive tools of their day, and not one of them has found a way out of the labyrinth. She had already placed an imprint on his life that would never be erased,neither by time nor regret, and in a perverse way he found intense pleasure in strengtheningthe experience. What’d you do about it?” “I told Gil. We arrive at the entrance, and Paul opens the library door for me, as we duck in from the snow.
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