She climbed back into the window an hour before sunrise. She had trouble outwitting him as he seemed to predict her words before he said them. ’ ‘Comment?’ she demanded with some heat. "It's wretched enough, indeed, Sir," rejoined the widow; "but, poor as it is, it's better than the cold stones and open streets. She twanged the catgut under her fingers. ‘But I will tell you this, mon vieux. That I should be challenged by you of all people. The last piece was Scheherazade.
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