" Ten minutes later, the doctor, having marshalled all his facts chronologically, began his tale. It would give me great pleasure if you would dine with me somewhere first. While he was straining every sinew, his foot slipped, and he fell, head foremost, into a deep trench, which he had not observed in the dark. It was hard to meet that gaze. She drank and drank until his body was a lifeless husk, as light as a mannequin, virtually hollow of all but the fluid in his bones. I am having them to my own soirée on Monday. See paragraph 1. In his muscular pudgy hand was a photograph, frayed at the corners, soiled from the contact of many hands: the portrait of a youth of eighteen.
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