One late evening sometime in 1992, Eliza Twitt, slicing onions for supper in her Mother's kitchen, abruptly identified the person who had asked for directions to the National Library, three months ago in the summer, somewhere in Toronto.

At that very instant, she also realised that she'd forgotten if her Mother had asked her to chop the onions or to slice them.

Cornelia's Supper

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