They slow danced to a Bon Jovi ballad. He glanced up at Roding and met his eyes. Horrors abounded in every passageway as each turn could bring a vision of a poor woman running from her screaming plague-infested son or a bloated corpse of a rich man whose mouth lolled open, showing gaps where someone had pried out a few golden teeth. “That’s not working so well for you, is it?” She looked at him sheepishly, bringing a Kleenex out of her pocket to wipe away the excess. “The wrappered life-discipline! One comes to that at last. Such freedoms from such people were not to be endured. And yet she knew it was not fair to call her a foolish girl. There must be ways of getting rid of him. ’ ‘Dieu du ciel,’ came from the lady in a furious tone, before the astonished Roding could respond. She spoke slowly. ’ Amusement flickered in Gerald’s breast. But if you have considerable money, you had better leave it in the office safe.
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