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At the first glance, he imagined he must have stumbled upon a museum of rarities, there were so many glass-cases, so many open cabinets, ranged against the walls; but the next convinced him that if Jonathan was a virtuoso, his tastes did not run in the ordinary channels. She could hear the raucous laughter and bad music below. “Hey,” he said, his eyes slowly adjusting to the soft blackness. I thought one had only to take it by the throat. “Fancy stabbing a man for jealousy!” she thought.
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