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"
But
I
looked
there
.
I
did
.
I
looked
there
.
When
I
was
cleaning
up
the
body
.
.
.
"
And
she
began
to
cry
,
in
low
,
raging
sobs
,
that
sounded
like
they
were
being
tugged
from
inside
her
.
"
There
.
There
,
"
said
the
marquis
de
Carabas
,
awkwardly
,
patting
her
shoulder
.
And
he
added
,
for
good
measure
,
"
There
.
"
He
did
not
comfort
well
.
Door
’
s
odd
-
colored
eyes
were
filled
with
tears
.
"
Can
you
.
.
.
can
you
just
give
me
a
sec
?
I
’
ll
be
fine
.
"
He
nodded
and
walked
to
the
far
end
of
the
room
.
When
he
looked
back
she
was
still
standing
there
,
on
her
own
,
silhouetted
in
the
white
entrance
chamber
filled
with
pictures
of
rooms
,
and
she
was
hugging
herself
,
and
shuddering
,
and
crying
like
a
little
girl
.
Richard
was
still
upset
about
the
loss
of
his
bag
.
The
Lord
Rat
-
speaker
remained
unmoved
.
He
stated
baldly
that
the
rat
—
Master
Longtail
—
had
said
nothing
at
all
about
returning
Richard
’
s
things
.
Just
that
he
was
to
be
taken
to
market
.
Then
he
told
Anaesthesia
that
she
was
taking
the
Upworlder
to
the
market
,
and
that
,
yes
,
it
was
an
order
.
And
to
stop
snivelling
,
and
to
get
a
move
on
.
He
told
Richard
that
if
he
,
Lord
Rat
-
speaker
,
ever
saw
him
,
Richard
,
again
,
then
he
,
Richard
,
would
be
in
a
great
deal
of
trouble
.
He
reiterated
that
Richard
did
not
know
how
lucky
he
was
,
and
,
ignoring
Richard
’
s
requests
that
he
return
Richard
’
s
stuff
—
or
at
least
the
wallet
—
he
led
them
to
a
door
and
locked
it
behind
them
.
Richard
and
Anaesthesia
walked
into
the
darkness
side
by
side
.
She
carried
an
improvised
lamp
made
of
a
candle
,
a
can
,
some
wire
,
and
a
wide
-
mouthed
glass
lemonade
bottle
.
Richard
was
surprised
at
how
quickly
his
eyes
became
used
to
the
near
darkness
.
They
seemed
to
be
walking
through
a
succession
of
underground
vaults
and
storage
cellars
.
Sometimes
he
thought
he
could
see
movement
in
far
corners
of
the
vaults
,
but
whether
human
,
or
rat
,
or
something
else
altogether
,
it
was
always
gone
by
the
time
they
reached
the
place
it
had
been
.
When
he
tried
to
talk
to
Anaesthesia
about
the
movements
,
she
hissed
him
to
silence
.
He
felt
a
cold
draught
on
his
face
.
The
rat
-
girl
squatted
without
warning
,
put
down
her
candle
-
lamp
,
and
tugged
and
pulled
hard
at
a
metal
grille
set
in
the
wall
.
It
opened
suddenly
,
sending
her
sprawling
.
She
motioned
Richard
to
come
through
.
He
crouched
,
edged
through
the
hole
in
the
wall
;
after
about
a
foot
,
the
floor
stopped
completely
.
"
Excuse
me
,
"
whispered
Richard
.
"
There
’
s
a
hole
here
.
"
"
It
’
s
not
a
big
drop
,
"
she
told
him
.
"
Go
on
.
"
