" Mr. His breath grew shallower as he approached the room, conscious of the loudness of his hallway-reverberated footfalls. ’ The lady shook her head, contriving at the same moment to utter a breathy little laugh. Gerald sighed. He had diverged only a little from the truth when he said that his chief interest in life was women. Hanging on the wall was a temple censer, bronze, moulded in the shape of a lotus blossom with stem and leaves—deadly as a club. She screamed as she saw that their throats had been ripped out and their dead eyes bulged with horror as their heads lolled from mere strings of sinew and flesh. He was certain that those lips of hers had never known the natural and pardonable simper of youth. pglaf.
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