“It is a night of endings,” she murmured to herself. It penetrated the skin; benumbed the flesh; paralysed the faculties. “Has she ever thought of buying a pair of foam earplugs?” Lucy asked. Their conversation became stilted. Once, when he thought he had done so, he smiled an ingratiating smile. On this side a flight of wooden steps, protected by a hand-rail, led to a door opening upon the summit of the prison.
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