These were less like streets than labyrinths, hewn through an eternal twilight. Her brown curls were pulled tight in a severe chignon. To witness this girl sewing on a loose button, flopping the coat about on her knees, tickled his ironic sense of humour; and laughter bubbled into his throat. On the way, he hired a chair with a couple of stout porters, and ordered them to follow him.
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