Woman's love of silk is not set by fashion; it is bred in the bone; and somewhere, somehow, a woman will have her bit of silk. She made a slow tour of the front of the house without success, and then started back along the rooms behind, dragging open the drapes each time to get just enough light to recognise what was on the walls. His food lay untouched about his plate. Entering the house, he found himself in a narrow passage leading to the back stairs. We’ll have Trodger check it out later. Michelle had begged her to do it. Instead, they appeared to be at the hygienic level of tramps’ lodging-houses.
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