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229 pages, Hardcover
First published January 5, 2008
Bernardo was just inside the door. Horatio was closer to the bed. But Horatio still hesitated. He didn't know how to do it. He wanted to stroke Hamlet into gentle awareness but though it would look too much like love. Instead, he shook Hamlet's shoulder roughly, as if he was angry.
Lying on the bed and remembering, Ophelia smiled. What did she feel for Hamlet? she asked herself, not for the first time. What was it that caught and twitched within her at the thought of his eyes? Flickering in her mind was the image of a fish spinning through water, hooked but not taken, a naked silver body streaming wet.