“You remember Mordaunt, of course,” said Aurienne to Cíele. “As one remembers a particularly distinctive haemorrhoid,” said Cíele. Aurienne did not laugh, though she wished to. “I told you to keep things civil.” “I have kept things civil,” said Cíele. “I haven’t even drawn blood.” “You have absolutely drawn blood,” said Mordaunt. “He’s only a little genet,” said Aurienne. “It was an accident.” Mordaunt called Cíele a weasel-faced, pugnacious little squit. Cíele expressed amazement that the haemorrhoid could string together so many words. “You’ve got to endure him for the foreseeable future,”
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