Three times he uttered a phrase: "A djinn in a blue-serge coat!" And each time he would follow it with a chuckle—the chuckle of a soul in damnation. That can be very useful, that. Terrific yells rent the air. Somehow to-night—I don’t know. “Would you wait for me?” Manning was silent for a space. She crawled into her small bed, dizzy with the thoughts of him, of kissing him. They talked lightly and smoked cigarettes till Anna, with a little laugh, threw open the window and let in the cool night air.
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