” “Annabel knew where I lived,” Anna continued slowly. “Don’t tell anyone I told you this. He said nothing. This way there will be not so much shame, and the vicomte will let them remain. It was long and narrow, a well-lit, wellventilated, quiet gallery of small tables and sinks, pervaded by a thin smell of methylated spirit and of a mitigated and sterilized organic decay. Below the window he saw two coolies carrying a coffin, which presently they callously dumped into a yawning pit. “Come to my rooms and have a drink. “Don’t you know, child, that this is torture for me? What in God’s name more can you have to tell me?” Her face had become almost like a marble image.
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