A hollow plunge, echoed and re-echoed by the walls, marked his descent into the water. Papa doesn't even care, but he just goes along with whatever my Mom says. Hastening in the direction of the sound, he discovered Thames Darrell, stretched upon the ground. She pawed at him, her hunger for his body making her dizzy with anticipation. Tucked under the writing-table a pair of yellow and gold Turkish slippers of a highly meretricious quality caught her eye.
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