’ A question leapt into Everett’s head and he recalled the letter to the Abbess. The houses they flitted to and from were glutted with hangers-on, servant/mistresses, and errant prostitutes. The Jew got in first. “Never mind, old chap,” he declared. “Great, Cathy. “Isn’t that rather a strange question—under the circumstances?” he asked quietly. At any rate, here I am, and here I shall be, twenty thousand feet above all your poison-reeking cities, up where God’s wind comes fresh from heaven, very near indeed to the untrodden snows.
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