The first person who issued from the Lodge was Mr. She drew a chair to the window and stared at the splendour
of the tropical night. She could smell him almost as
strongly as she could the new paint on the fire escape
walls, along with the wool suit and the weird polyester
smell of his wet umbrella. Good-bye aunt. She was supposed to be reading at home,
and after breakfast she strolled into the vegetable garden, and having taken up a
position upon the staging of a disused greenhouse that had the double advantage
of being hidden from the windows of the house and secure from the sudden
appearance of any one, she resumed the reading of Mr. Shari proceeded to paint, brush, dust, slather,
and blot Lucy’s face with makeup. She
didn’t trust Gianfrancesco, you know, she called him a
‘bad husband’. "
"Find me the job. "Oh, lud! what's that?" exclaimed a female
voice, from an adjoining room.
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