“You met no one upon the stairs, or saw no one leave the flats?” “No one,” Anna answered firmly. There were neither texts nor rubbish on the walls, but only a stirring version of Belshazzar’s feast, a steel engraving in the early Victorian manner that had some satisfactory blacks. ‘You do not think it is enough English.
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