"You had better let me convey her to Dollis Hill," he said. CHAPTER XXVI Spurlock went out on his toes, careful lest the bamboo curtain rattle behind him. ’ ‘Parbleu, but I find you excessively rude,’ she snapped, marching to meet him. Brown engaged in the usual browbeating and complaining he reserved for sections who came in late and soloists who left tempo behind like the leftovers of a Sunday picnic. My Mom’s stomach has a lot of bad scars that make it look all ropy and weird. She got up, drew up her blind, and stared out of window at a dawn-cold vision of chimneys for a time, and then went and sat on the edge of her bed. Then blackness.
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