Sebastian dug through the viscous layers of foul-smelling clay with a shovel, each successive insertion creating an obscene sucking noise that ate at her sanity. “We are clerks in the same bank. " He did not pause to consider how she had learned that he had imagination; he comprehended only the direct challenge. Yet her hands dropped, and she sighed deeply. With delicate touch he rescued all that was possible of them, and made a careful little parcel.
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