It was common name, so I was thrown off the scent. “I can’t conceive what you want. ” “You will let us hear from you—let us know where you are, very soon?” Annabel called out from the step. She decided not to ask him outright if he wished to make love to her. On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. .
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