She
had eaten them, murdered them routinely, and yet he
loved her still. Horrors abounded in every passageway as each turn
could bring a vision of a poor woman running from her
screaming plague-infested son or a bloated corpse of a
rich man whose mouth lolled open, showing gaps where
someone had pried out a few golden teeth. The latter appeared to contain several papers,
which Jack carefully put by, in the hope that they might turn out of importance in
a scheme of vengeance which he meditated against the thief-taker. I thought that Hill was dead, but I was frightened, and I wanted to get away
from Paris. He sat before a desk littered all over with papers
and official looking documents. 70
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A MARRIAGE, PART II
She dreamt of the inn they had stopped at after her
suicide attempt, the flea-ridden hostel her husband had
angrily toted her to after the incident at the country
house. They sat in the windowed booth at the restaurant
across from each other. "We'll see," returned the thief-taker. But he was destined to have every tide of feeling
awakened—every wound opened.
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