I wrote three letters yesterday and tore them up. Then they would leave and she would go back to being alone. \" They talked until midnight most nights. She was like an angel with one wing. She had trouble outwitting him as he seemed to predict her words before he said them. . Unobserved, she knelt and kissed the threshold: for she knew what kisses were now. Three times he uttered a phrase: "A djinn in a blue-serge coat!" And each time he would follow it with a chuckle—the chuckle of a soul in damnation. I owe his mother one, and will repay the debt, with interest, to her son.
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