Leaving the library by the same door she had first used to enter it earlier that day, she crossed the two little antechambers and moved on through the rooms. Here and there, a rectangular patch, darker than the rest, showed that some had been removed. ‘It is you who is the fool,’ she threw at him, whipping round again. I thought I’d see Paris, do the thing—like a toff.
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