You see, I kidnapped poor Jack and made him promise to send me word if you went careering off anywhere. It wouldn't do to say that she was from the hospital. She breathed into a cloth soaked in rose oil as Sebastian had prescribed, but the smell of roses mixed obscenely with the smell of death and decay, causing her to retch. I thought then perhaps you didn’t care, that you were like so many of them. Only promise me this. The evening breeze came; the bamboo shades on the veranda clicked and rasped; the loose edges of the manuscript curled. Worse than any man.
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