“Thank you,” he said, “for letting me back. “Who’ll mind the baby nar?” was one of the night’s inspirations, and very frequent. 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. "Why do you ask?" rejoined the other haughtily. “Ciao.
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