It isn’t as though I haven’t done well. She turned and looked at the red LED of the alarm clock that read 3:55. Nothing, however, could be discerned, except the crumbling brickwork. “It’s very good,” she said. On that night,—that fatal night,—Winifred crushed all the hopes that were rising in my heart. Thieves and pickpockets are his constant companions. For a time I didn't know we'd ever find you.
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