Valade stood his ground, holding the doorjamb, and facing up to the general. 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. I’ve a dread of love dropping its petals, becoming mean and ugly.
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