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She felt that there was a hidden meaning under his words. The bodies had been found in the river without their heads, which were busy decomposing in a ravine. I mean that it doesn’t interest you in itself. The blue jowl, the fat-lidded eyes—now merry, now alert, now tungsten hard—the bullet head, the pudgy fingers and the square-toed shoes were all in conformation with the doctor's olden mental picture. He was braver than her husband, who paced and cowered in the corners of the once-sunny Palazzo. The young man did not know what he was doing or where he was. I must finish it at home.
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