132 “I thought you wanted me—you told me so when we kissed in the park!” He cried. The man who came to our rooms, you know, that night was his friend. I know nothing about the matter, but I feel convinced that you are right. At this time of day the priest would be at his apartments in Brewer Street, a short walk away from Golden Square which the building overlooked. Whatever he did, she was bound to scream. “No, I administered poisons to you according to the ancient tradition. I’ve got nothing to do for a month but think. She was dressed in one of those complicated dresses that are all lace and work and confused patternings of black and purple and cream about the body, and she was in many ways a younger feminine version of the same theme as himself.
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