No prisoner except Edgeworth Bess was placed in the same cell with him. Already he was dramatizing Ruth, involving her, now in some pearl thieving adventure, now in some impossible tale of a white goddess. They unloaded Michelle’s sleeping parents who had been propped up in the back seat, necks craned against each other. Her hair was held back in a filigreed barrette. ‘There was a priest, the father confessor, you understand.
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