The little grating in the door, the sense of constant inspection, worried her. His cigar burnt out between his fingers, and he threw it impatiently away. Things you would laugh at. "A good idea!" exclaimed the carpenter. Three times he uttered a phrase: "A djinn in a blue-serge coat!" And each time he would follow it with a chuckle—the chuckle of a soul in damnation. ” She shook her head.
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