“Your father is in the study and wishes to speak to you. ‘Come, Jacques, mon pauvre,’ she uttered, and reached for the lad again, hardly aware of the muted sounds of running feet and much banging and crashing beyond the secret door. The evening breeze came; the bamboo shades on the veranda clicked and rasped; the loose edges of the manuscript curled. The end of the world seemed at hand.
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