“I’m six hundred and forty-eight, John, but guess how old I look? Fifteen. Cathy stood in the bedroom hallway in her faded blue bathrobe. She gazed with a quiet detachment toward the window and the Oxford Street traffic, and in her heart she was busy kicking this man to death. The occasion of all this confusion and dismay, meanwhile, remained perfectly motionless; his figure erect, and with somewhat of dignity in his demeanour.
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