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She breathed into a cloth soaked in rose oil as Sebastian had prescribed, but the smell of roses mixed obscenely with the smell of death and decay, causing her to retch. “I could not have stayed in Paris and waited for news. " "You once saw a man die that way?" the manager echoed, his recent puzzlement returning full tide. Come on. It was the end, she told herself, fiercely. . CHAPTER XXXII. “I was born there. Ruth loved him. Listening on the dimlit landing, he saw Roding’s face muscles tighten. These things did not harmonize with his conception of the forthcoming (if unavoidable) interview.
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