Blue haze had settled beyond the black silhouettes of trees, graduating to the deep violet that began the night sky. ‘Yes, miss. Either it was an unfortunate recovery of a trail, or he had followed her from Mayfair. There were no doors in the bungalow; instead, there were curtains of strung bead and bamboo, always tinkling mysteriously. Let me see now.
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