Some of the lunatics were rattling their chains; some shrieking; some singing; some beating with frantic violence against the doors. She thought of leaving the Beck house less and less these days, though the suitcase remained packed underneath her creaky bed. My only excuse is that I missed my way here, and I am leaving Paris early to-morrow morning.
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