” “Of course you’re converted?” she said. The clanking of chains, the grating of locks, and the rumbling of bolts must have been music in Jonathan's ears, so much pains did he take to subject himself to such sounds. It was long and narrow, a well-lit, wellventilated, quiet gallery of small tables and sinks, pervaded by a thin smell of methylated spirit and of a mitigated and sterilized organic decay. A Madame Valade and her husband. Annabel had taken her life into her hands with gay insouciance, had made her own friends, gone her own way.
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