His room was last at the end of one winding corner. He ushered them with an amiable flat hand into a minute apartment with a little gas-stove, a silk crimson-covered sofa, and a bright little table, gay with napery and hot-house flowers. Managers and accountants are always shifting about, so he tells me. Lucy slept in the same room as Shari, only ten feet away.
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