She looked at the suitcase sadly and stashed it underneath her bed. You could walk the city streets and with every blink you could take in a new sight of beauty so great that your heart would weep for it. What of madame, his wife?’ ‘You know more of her than me,’ the girl said with a look of scorn. ’ He bowed and indicated the open door at the back of the hall. He was a man who in all things classified without nuance, and for him there were in the matter of age just two feminine classes and no more—girls and women.
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