" The little urchin set off, and presently returned with the sexton. He was an imaginative young man. It was long and narrow, a well-lit, wellventilated, quiet gallery of small tables and sinks, pervaded by a thin smell of methylated spirit and of a mitigated and sterilized organic decay. Love anywhere. Knowledge was sacred in Athens, knowledge and his twin, Art. But his eyes were on the Frenchman, and as Valade moved up the other road a little way, the lad shifted alertly, and swiftly closed the distance to the intersection.
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