Chapter IV THE TEMPERAMENT OF AN ARTIST “You may sit there and smoke, and look out upon your wonderful Paris,” Anna said lightly. Sebastian taught Lucy how to read and write in all the languages, two skills that she would find indispensable for dealing with the boredom over the centuries. That is an evil place!” She cried. I spent my fair share of time in the closet. “Really,” she said. The other bona roba, known amongst her companions as Mistress Poll Maggot, was a beauty on a much larger scale,—in fact, a perfect Amazon. I had no idea!” She sat down abruptly and threw her wrists limply upon the table.
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