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At Boulogne they took train to Basle; next morning they breakfasted together
in the buffet of that station, and thence they caught the Interlaken express, and so
went by way of Spies to Frutigen. Something in her lack of embarrassment irritated him. \"What did you think of Poltergeist, John?\" She tried
to engage him in conversation as Mark's music blared
from the van's stereo system. ‘Again?’ Another simple parry. To settle things, you know. He is not in a state of mind to bear it. “So I see that you have become content with your
hardscrabble existence, your week-to-week survival, your
Martin Chen!”
“Who?”
“Your limp-wristed lover!”
“Um. And I'll have supper with you. ” Mike parroted in a
nasal tone. I did not know what I
was saying. On a small shelf near the foot of
the bed stood a couple of empty phials, a cracked ewer and basin, a brown jug
without a handle, a small tin coffee-pot without a spout, a saucer of rouge, a
fragment of looking-glass, and a flask, labelled "Rosa Solis. ”
“Nothing that one wants.
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