" "It is shut," said Mrs. Wanton!… This, then, was what her father had meant. The rain smelled of the Tyrrhenian Sea, which lay only a few paces beyond the manor's white sea-soaked walls. Oh, God!” Rhea sniffed the air through two gaping nostrils that had eroded through her onion skin flesh. ” She looked at her toes. She too at once developed an anxious interest in the street outside.
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