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and his face lit up
- I know why! He spared its effects before imposing a
sentence I meditated long:
- You do not see anything because … you were not
“enough” death. 24 - THE LAND OF THE WHITE MONKS
An hour later we were at the hospital Saint-Louis. The
entrance was lit. A uniformed guard watching the comings
and goings. Taking advantage of his height, Raoul was
wearing an overcoat worn in the hope of old. He took my
hand. He hoped that together we would pass for a father
and a son going to the bedside of a grandmother
recovering.
Las, the guard was not fooled.
- Tell the brats, are better playgrounds in the corner. - We
come to visit our grandmother, was Raoul, tearful voice. -
What is the name she? Raoul did not hesitate. - Madame
Saliapino. It is in a coma. She was put in the new support
service for the dying. What a genius of improvisation! It
would have launched or Dupuis During this would have
been immediately suspect, but “Saliapino “It was just weird
to seem true.
The guard passed a wealth of circumstance. “Support the
dying, “the term immediately caused the discomfort. He
was certainly aware of the creation of this service had had