"He acts queerly, too. Mr. 32 The curtains and tapestries had appeared over the windows before Marina had died, growing moldy from the dampness and the oils of lavender, clove, and clary sage soaking them. "I suppose he'll be on his feet any day now. Just my room. "I'll admit that. The person, shortly afterwards ushered into the room, seemed by the imperfect light,—for the evening was advancing, and the chamber darkened by heavy drapery,—to be a middle-sized middle-aged man, of rather vulgar appearance, but with a very shrewd aspect. " "That's reasonable. Stonily he had disengaged himself. "What in the world is it?" he asked.
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