“I went to Anna’s rooms because I felt that I must see her. Then go and fetch this daughter of yourn. The stretch of red dirt disappeared into a stretch of trees like Van Gogh’s painting. Slowly she released the hammer on the pistol, uncocking it, and Gerald became conscious that he had been holding his breath. I shouldn't talk like that. Was he planning on spending more time with her once in the country? The streets choked with beggars and the dying.
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