The sourpuss said: "This way. I went in. The room beyond was large and square and sunken and cool and had the restful atmosphere of a funeral chapel and something of the same smell. Tapestry on the blank roughened stucco walls, iron grilles imitating balconies outside high side windows, heavy carved chairs with plush seats and tapestry backs and tarnished gilt tassels hanging down their sides. At the back a stained-glass window about the size of a tennis court.
Por la virtud que en ti se encierra. que pensamientos tengo yo agora. Y la cabeza le respondio. sin mover los labios. con voz clara y distinta.
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