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\" Said John as he piled the papery remnants of their meal onto the tray. “Really?” “Would not let it go. “It is a night of endings,” she murmured to herself. “Go to the far corner,” he said, “and sing the last verse of Les Petites. ’ Roding gave a bark of derisive laughter and left the room. He seldom spoke, and drank with a persistence that was sinister. In truth, she liked Gerald also. But his words were borne away by the driving wind. ” He declared that no book could be satisfactory that left a bad taste in the mouth, however much it seized and interested the reader at the time. Something happened down there, and probably I'll never know what.
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