Loneliness—something that was almost physical: as if the vitality had been taken out of the air she breathed. ‘She gave me four separate identities for herself, you must know, including Prudence, before I managed to get at her real name. And from that point they went on to a thoroughly embittering wrangle. ‘You cannot read my mind at all, monsieur. ’ ‘That we shall see.
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