The place was pockmarked with window-like holes everywhere—people were always 138 falling into them and breaking bones--it was for these lookouts why she had chosen it. Young, not much older than she was: she was twenty and he was possibly twenty-four. She leaves town to-morrow. Presently the odour of burnt powder mingled agreeably with that of the incense. If and when Ray was ever found, she would be long gone and they would be unable to explain what had happened to him. It was my destiny to have her.
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