She kissed him on the bridge of his nose. “I can assure you that it was quite unnecessary. She cursed the treachery of memory, its frailty and spottiness. I’m making a mess of my life— unless you come in and take it. You’d make a good Devil. So long as she stood beside him, the Hand would not prevail. Having secured this,—for he was almost famished,—he said that he had lost a hammer and wished to purchase one.
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