阿白抓住那个瘦子

She might have heard me—though I don't think she can have—for she turned her head and seemed to look at me, to hold my gaze across the dusty street and the darkness, for quite a minute. I don't think I blinked, in all that time. I don't think she did, her eyes stayed open— I saw them, and remembered their colour at last.

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