She could think of nothing more to say. Never had she seemed to him so much like Anna. The key's in the lock, on the inner side. A creature of convenience, she could have cared less if her children were carried away by drunkards on the street. The same pale white buttocks, the same freckles in the same unchanging patterns on her collarbone that all of her mother’s potions had never been able to erase. "Sounds as if I had heard it, but I can't place it this minute. And if I hadn't been thirsty, that poor boob would have made a sure getaway and left James Boyle high and dry among the moth-balls! Oh, the old dome works once every so often. She was finally dead, going to Hell.
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