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THE UNTIMELY DEMISE OF RAY PLOTE
Later that night after the dishes were washed and the
garbage taken out, Lucy and the Beck's natural daughter
retired to their shared bedroom. A woman touched him lightly on the arm, and
smiled into his face. “I had a faint idea once that things were as you say they are, but the affair of
the ring—of the unexpected ring—puzzled me. ‘I do not mind to pray, no. But to England! What has
happened, then?”
Already the terror of a few hours ago seemed to have passed away from the girl
who leaned back so lazily in her chair, watching the tip of her patent shoe swing
backwards and forwards. He sat down on the sill of the open window, folded his arms,
and stared straight before him for a long time over the wilderness of tiles and
chimney-pots into a sky that was blue and empty. She put out her hands to avoid his embrace. “Contrarily, you are sitting on a sepulcher of death! It
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is only a matter of time before the Pestilence strikes here
again, Gianfrancesco. He resumed his listening.
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