Lovecraft and Edgar Allan Poe. These daughters! He gnawed his pen and reflected, tore the sheet up, and began again. Looked like them statues of the Holy Mother I see about the place. She paced restlessly to the door and back again, biting her tongue on the hot words begging to be uttered. The sing-song girl rose and meekly pattered out of the office into the night. He allowed his irons and clothes to be taken off without resistance.
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