" The Wastrel laughed. To-night I locked up my flat at six o’clock. Brendon suggests supper at the Carlton. ” “It’s wonderful. “Well,” he said slowly, “I had met you three times—before Drummond’s dinner. . She was fiercely and bitterly jealous. " "Piano-player? Do you mean someone who plays for you?" "No, no; one of those mechanical things you play with your feet. She breathed into a cloth soaked in rose oil as Sebastian had prescribed, but the smell of roses mixed obscenely with the smell of death and decay, causing her to retch. The voice of the young seaman came floating down from the masthead, and the story of the immortal lovers had begun. ‘That’s right. A smile trembled at the corners of her mouth as she recalled Gerald’s ridiculous upbraiding of his own reflection in the mirror. Brendon,” she said, “if I could ask for advice, or borrow money from any one, I would from you—there! But I cannot. The Plague raced through the city and the Palazzo, consuming it like fire.
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