His name was Bartolomeo di Alberti. Five minutes ago, his butler had entered the green saloon, an austere apartment, with dark forest-green wallpaper flocked with a swirling design, and heavy mahogany furniture. Kimble was clearly a plain-spoken fellow. "You tried to do something that was fine, and … and civilization would not let you. "How long shall I be here?" he asked.
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