There were no doors in the bungalow; instead, there were curtains of strung bead and bamboo, always tinkling mysteriously. But it appears he was picked up by fishermen, and carried to France, where he has remained ever since, and where it would have been well for him if he had remained altogether. Besides the table close by loaded with books, there was a central table with upright chairs around, covered in a multitude of papers, inks and quills, and assorted unrelated items such as playing cards. Then suddenly the curtain would fall. Wood.
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