She could not help but swoon a little. " Broken pipes littered the floor, if that can be said to be littered, which, in the first instance, was a mass of squalor and filth. They heard his footsteps descending the stone staircase, growing fainter and fainter. She drew up a chair and sat down, putting her palm on the damp, cold forehead.
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