"A drunken idea," said Ah Cum, taking his hands out of his sleeves. She walked with long swinging steps, scorning the thought of buses or the tube. However, it would only be robbing the hangman of his dues. Come home alone. It was the only time she had ever hit him, punched him right in the stomach like one of his favorite Three Stooges episodes. It was dusty, with dirty clothing strewn about, a cracked basin thick with grime on the rickety dresser, and a film of grease on the leaded casement. He glanced up at Roding and met his eyes. Even if he were an old friend, you couldn't afford to do it. Without turning or looking in his direction she leaned forwards, her head supported upon her fingers, her elbows upon her knees.
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