So confident, Emile? ‘You fire the gun and you make one big noise. The houses they flitted to and from were glutted with hangers-on, servant/mistresses, and errant prostitutes. Ruth, standing by, heard his true laughter for the first time. She got out of bed, her eyes still half-closed, and stood slack jawed. ‘And me?’ ‘Oh, you’re mad because you wish to blow off my head. She was retuning, fifths spilling from the sliver of light underneath the door like milk.
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