Then his beard was of a reddish hue, and his complexion warm and sanguine. "Not a single whooper-upter! Nothing but torment and remorse … and Ruth! Children, put your arms around me. It was a moment of breathless interest to all engaged in the attempt. But what a monster was this Emile. She could almost smell her mother’s attar of white roses and lemon verbena with the memory of the story. It was as if the Devil himself had raped and defiled her mother. Annabel laughed a little uneasily. You have been useful to me, or I would not have spared you thus long. The beautiful city that she had been awed by and even grown to love had been abandoned.
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