To be confronted with the girl’s damned Frenchman of a husband was another
matter altogether. Lucy stared like an automaton at Michelle’s unconscious
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body, revolted at her own actions to the point of shock. In a few
seconds, the shutter flew open,—then the window,—and they were in the room. Sebastian, as doctor, was constantly around
the sick and the dying. Why should she trouble herself over that young fool, who was
nothing to her; who, when he eventually sobered up, would not be able to
recognize her, or if he did, as something phantasmagorical?
Perhaps he should not apply the term "fool"; "unfortunate" might be the more
accurate application. . She imagined herself on a barren
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plain, post-Apocalypse, convulsing, waiting to die with
the cockroach. Moreover, he's a Yale
University man, and he'd be good company. We two just love each other—the real, identical other—all the
time. Give up your
lonely hours of work here. "
Upon which he drew the trigger of the pistol, which, luckily for the individual
against whom it was aimed, flashed in the pan. Lucy had caught it
when it was a millimeter away from hitting her teeth.
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