"All right," he said. “Beats me. He looked fiercely and inquiringly from one to the other of his companions; but, though both of them were excessively frightened, neither appeared guilty. Marthe has told me that the house comes to my mother, Ma—ry Re—men—ham. I was just like a sort of dummy that does things as it is told—that is to say, as the strings are pulled. He drove to his apartment, a second floor studio he 120 was renting above a bakery. I arrived here with something less than five pounds in my pocket. Here was the place behind the shed where she had used to hide from Roddy’s persecutions, and here the border of herbaceous perennials under whose stems was fairyland.
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