The silence was a comfortable one, as if they had known each other for a long time. This was a feeling about which Louis had read in books, but which he had never experienced until now.

“Roland of Gilead responded as he ever had and ever would when such useless, mys…”

“Dead was the gift that kept on giving. Dead, likediamonds, was forever.”

“Here is something I learned in 1922: there are always worse things waiting. You…”

“In these silences something may rise”