"Then it's all over with us. Ruth loved him. "You must not remain here," he said. Three times he uttered a phrase: "A djinn in a blue-serge coat!" And each time he would follow it with a chuckle—the chuckle of a soul in damnation. One gets drawn into things. Think of those days in Paris. Lady Trafford uttered a prolonged scream, and fainted.
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