“When you loosen the tangle in one place you tie a knot in another. In the middle of the little town stood the shop of a Jew dealer in old clothes. Gracious, there’s the gong. I took the money myself, and ought to know. Here were the passionate lovers! What their past had been he neither cared nor craved to know. The slim knife was wrested from her grasp, and she was flung backwards, towards the bookcases.
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