E. ‘As for you—’ ‘Do not address me. The stench was cheese-like and unbearable and Lucy dry-heaved. It was not human and yet very human, a high pitched wail of hunger that rattled her skull. The soi-disant Valade held the centre of the room now, only an uncovered but closed card-table, its surface dusty, between him and the suite at the fireplace. At least I can give you a glimmer. On the left lay the heights of Hampstead, studded with villas, while farther off a hazy cloud marked the position of the metropolis.
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