To her mind, recalling the picture of him the night before, there had been something tragic in the grim silent manner of his tippling. ‘Odds were against it. The place, in which they stood, was a small entrance-chamber, cut off, like the segment of a circle, from the main apartment, (of which it is needless to say it originally constituted a portion,) by a stout wooden partition. Her mouth dry, she made her feet walk on, not daring to utter a word. I only arrived when everybody was coming away. They went into Michelle's tiny bedroom, bare except for a dresser, a closet, and a miniscule single bed that resembled her own at the Becks. Lucy? Come 177 on out.
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