He was the beachcomber, or the old sailor with the black pearl (Ruth's tales), or the wastrel musician McClintock had described to him. I quickly ingratiated myself to Gianfrancesco, playing on his insecurities, drawing from his need for more and more power. But, no. Dashing through the open door, he crossed the Old Bailey, plunged into a narrow court on the opposite side of the way, and was out of sight in a minute, baffling all pursuit. Perhaps you'll call that charity: I call it defeating the ends of justice. Wood fared still worse. It was dawn: Cathy would soon be off to the restaurant and Larry off to paint a house.
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