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I'm supposed to be looking out for you, he said, remember?

You're talking to that damned thing, just the way your father did.

He turned around sharply.

Would it now, my dear? He removed the cape as he walked arrogantly towards her, his eyes sweeping the Egyptian room as if he did not entirely approve of it. You never let me down, do you? he asked, and flashed that bitter smile again. My childhood playmate, my cousin, my little sister I loathe coffee. I want some port or sherry.

Don't be absurd, Rita. Bring me some coffee, like a good girl. She drew even closer to the thing. After all, there was no one here to stop her. She could touch it if she wished. She listened for Rita's retreat. Heard the kitchen door open and close. Then she did reach out and touch the linen bandages that covered the right arm. Too soft, too fragile. And hot from the sun

How his words stung her. So careless, yet so hateful. He paused before one of the jars, with his back to her. In the mirror she saw him scowling down at it.

He didn't immediately answer. He turned away, and moved to inspect the alabaster jars, even his posture slouching and arrogant.

I'm supposed to be looking out for you, he said, remember?

Oscar's gone till tomorrow. Perhaps you should have coffee, besides. That would do you the most good.

Oscar's gone till tomorrow. Perhaps you should have coffee, besides. That would do you the most good.

You're talking to that damned thing, just the way your father did.

Yes, of course. I'm sure you are absolutely delighted.

Oscar's gone till tomorrow. Perhaps you should have coffee, besides. That would do you the most good.

You're talking to that damned thing, just the way your father did.

Good Lord, I didn't know you were here Where did you come from?

The words in the diary came back to her with painful clarity. You are immortal, my love, she said. My father's seen to it. You may curse us for opening your tomb, but thousands will come to see you; thousands will eventually speak your name. You will live forever. ...

You're talking to that damned thing, just the way your father did.

Rita had come to the door, was waiting as if for instructions.

Yes, talked to it as if it could talk back. And Latin of all things. If you ask me, your father had been sick for some time.

You're talking to that damned thing, just the way your father did.

Rita had come to the door, was waiting as if for instructions.

Would it now, my dear? He removed the cape as he walked arrogantly towards her, his eyes sweeping the Egyptian room as if he did not entirely approve of it. You never let me down, do you? he asked, and flashed that bitter smile again. My childhood playmate, my cousin, my little sister I loathe coffee. I want some port or sherry.

It was his money, wasn't it? she asked. He made enough for all of us, or so he thought.

What's that supposed to mean?

It was his money, wasn't it? she asked. He made enough for all of us, or so he thought.

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