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'I'd think sometimes-it was a kind of miracle that he let me into his life . . .'

He turned on his heel and made a smart withdrawal.

'But you don't believe it?'

Valentin had appeared with a glass of milk. He set it down on the table in front of Harry. As he made to leave, she said: 'Valentin. The letter?'

'Now I think I didn't know him at all,' she went on, 'didn't understand him. I think maybe it was another trick. Another part of his magic.'

'So I did,' she said, conceding his point with an apologetic look. 'Forgive me. That was Swann talking. He hated to be called a magician. He said that was a word that had to be kept for miracle-workers.'

'He's grief-stricken,' she said. 'Forgive him his behaviour. He was with Swann from the beginning of his career. I think he loved my husband as much as I did.'

He turned on his heel and made a smart withdrawal.

'Illusionist,' she said.

'So I did,' she said, conceding his point with an apologetic look. 'Forgive me. That was Swann talking. He hated to be called a magician. He said that was a word that had to be kept for miracle-workers.'

'He used to call himself the Great Pretender,' she said. The thought made her smile.

'The letter,' she repeated.

'Don't blame New York,' he said. 'It can't help itself.'

'To Hamburg,' she said, 'I don't like this city. It's too hot. And too cruel.'

'He used to call himself the Great Pretender,' she said. The thought made her smile.

'I read about it. Tragic.'

'Illusionist,' she said.

'But you don't believe it?'

'Illusionist,' she said.

He looked at her strangely, almost as though she'd said something obscene.

'I read about it. Tragic.'

He turned on his heel and made a smart withdrawal.

'Is this wise?' he said.

'Oh yes. I lived with Swann seven and a half years, and I got to understand him as well as anybody ever could. I learned to sense when he wanted me around, and when he didn't. When he didn't, I'd take myself off somewhere and let him have his privacy. Genius needs privacy. And he was a genius, you know. The greatest illusionist since Houdini.'

'Oh yes. I lived with Swann seven and a half years, and I got to understand him as well as anybody ever could. I learned to sense when he wanted me around, and when he didn't. When he didn't, I'd take myself off somewhere and let him have his privacy. Genius needs privacy. And he was a genius, you know. The greatest illusionist since Houdini.'

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