“I’ve never been prone to them. Maybe it’s his loss. To-morrow I am going to Paris. Part 5 The next morning she waited in the laboratory at the lunch-hour in the reasonable certainty that he would come to her. She kept him talking all the way to the doorstep of the Beck's home, a small 1970s brown split-level in the old part of town. If anyone noticed, he did not report the event. The mummies were tossed into the collection. He seemed to have shrunken in his seat.
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