’” She played “If I Were a Rich Man,” adding syrupy trills and flourishes at every phrase. She had no intention whatsoever of spending her life in a convent, but that was not his affair. Hanging on the wall was a temple censer, bronze, moulded in the shape of a lotus blossom with stem and leaves—deadly as a club. ‘At me,’ she uttered, holding her own pistol high and aiming it steadily. Loneliness—something that was almost physical: as if the vitality had been taken out of the air she breathed. Either that or some other person also obtained admission here and shot him, and that person is either still upon the premises or escaped without your notice.
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