The moviegoers exited the cinema in the customary
daze that resulted from two hours of sensory
bombardment. ” It was
clear by Michelle’s tone that she was unconvinced of her
own truths. Her fingers found the lump she sought and, with a little effort, she
dragged out the black-wrapped foil. The hardest bout I ever had was with a woman—Sally Wells, who was
afterwards lagged for shoplifting. ”
Chapter XIX
“THIS IS NOT THE END”
“I said some afternoon,” she remarked, throwing open her warm coat, and taking
off her gloves, “but I certainly did not mean to-day. Ramage,” she said, clinging to her one point, “I want to get out of this
horrible little room. The afternoon had passed now into twilight. The candles—for McClintock never used oil in his dining room—were burning
low in the sconces.
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