and they come with other thoughts : his brother , that blasted-out shell of a man , all yellow teeth and grotesque appetite - and the vestal , too , that pale luminous face like a moon behind clouds , her red hair spilling in chopped locks around her , a madwoman gone tricksy in the manners of the earth , the gorgeous get of a blighted world , so perfect in her lying everything , so- and would she be ... would she stay ?