I do not care, but only that you will leave my affairs to me. The eyes left him, searching beside the chair for her cane. Since morning he had become fanatical; the atoms of common sense no longer functioned in the accustomed groove. If there is, it’s a mere wrapping—there’s better underneath. ‘You! Have you pen and paper?’ ‘Pen and paper now, is it?’ grumbled the old man as he shuffled down the hall. Martin's Le Grand.
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