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It was nearly lunch-time before Blackie had finished and went in search of T. Chaos had advanced. The kitchen was a shambles of broken glass and china. The dining-room was stripped of parquet, the skirting was up, the door had been taken off its hinges, and the destroyers had moved up a floor.
— Dec 27, 2012 10:18PM
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[Mrs Baines] was darkness when the night-light went out in a draught; she was the frozen blocks of earth he had seen one winter in a graveyard when someone said, "They need an electric drill"; she was the flowers gone bad and smelling in the little closet room at Penstanley.... You had to endure her when she was there and forget about her quickly when she was away, suppress the thought of her, ram it down deep.
— Dec 28, 2012 09:32PM
