" "It wasn't the fumes of whisky that toppled him out of his chair. But there was only Gosse, still struggling with the picture, looking dazedly towards Melusine and the lad he had shot, then away towards the sounds of pursuit, and back again. She tried to imagine herself “getting something,” to project herself as sitting down at a desk and writing, or as returning after her work to some pleasantly equipped and free and independent flat. “Please not now. “Did it seem like I was in pain to you?” She smirked.
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