There were no doors in the bungalow; instead, there were curtains of strung bead and bamboo, always tinkling mysteriously. Saren Chen was a tall woman, thin and beautiful in a masculine way, Germanic. Even after this woman had gone, it seemed to Ruth that the room was kindlier than it had ever been. ‘Aha,’ grunted Gerald with satisfaction, squinting up at the two open shutters on the second floor. He did not write this with lead but with his heart's blood.
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