She watched them sleep for what seemed hours from the high window until her body grew colder than the stone sill she perched upon. His attitude toward her was purely intellectual, free of any sentimentality, utterly selfish. Made me fetch up Trodger and a couple more men, and together we searched his luggage and got hold of every single paper the man possessed. ‘But do you think I can blame you for this, Marthe?’ ‘I blame myself.
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