She could tell that they too would find their legs jutting awkwardly from the petite furniture. Her skin prickled. Annabel was born soulless, a human butterfly, if ever there was one. “Unless you have an appointment, which you haven’t,” he said, “you’ll only waste your time here. The four tourists contributed varied sums: the spinsters ten cents each, the girl a shilling, the young man a Mexican dollar. ” She paused again. He opened the door for her with a faint disagreeable smile. Vorsack echoed him. Clothes. "Is it poison?" she asked. He knew what he knew. There was no answer, just grunting, so she repeated the question in Latin, then in Greek, to which Rhea responded.
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