Lucifer regarded her uneasily. "You see many things, Miss Poteil."
"No, Lucifer, I see so very little. But what little I do see makes me feel like a blind person the rest of the time. Isn't it terrible to look at shadows?"
"Really, Miss Poteil—"
"Hush!"
She put her finger to his lips.
He started.
"Wha—?"
"Please, Lucifer—Oh, be quiet—Please!"
Her breasts rose and fell sharply beneath the thin tunic. He saw the tendons stand out in her throat. Finally she whispered: "I think someone is coming to see us! Tonight. I'm not sure.... Oh, this damned blindness!"
She beat her fists furiously on her knees.