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\"This is my best friend, Mark. She watched them sleep for what seemed hours from the high window until her body grew colder than the stone sill she perched upon. ” He was obviously puzzled. “Go on!” “You know—in Paris they coupled my name with some one’s—an Englishman’s. “Very well,” she would say, “then I must go. But for a long time, anyhow, we lovers have to be as if we were no more than friends. Very well, I give up. She breathed into a cloth soaked in rose oil as Sebastian had prescribed, but the smell of roses mixed obscenely with the smell of death and decay, causing her to retch. “Lucy! You found me! I was just about to sleep some of those rum and Cokes off like the pig I am.
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