” There was a moment’s silence. She could not say a word, much less move. He would sit in his inner office and compose conversations with her, penetrating, illuminating, and nearly conclusive—conversations that never proved to be of the slightest use at all with her when he met her face to face. Not the most stringent search, conducted all morning, turned up one solitary sheet. I thought one had only to take it by the throat. She was lovely, painted like the porcelain doll he had always wanted her to be.
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