I'm going through his pockets. A male voice, vibrant with terror, yelled out hoarsely. All at once they came to the top, the faded blue sky overhead, and whichever way he looked, the horizon, the great rocking circle which hemmed them in. . Art was everywhere, underfoot in the form of mosaics, overhead in the form of architecture. Women and men had always flocked to him, covetous of his knowledge, his riches, and if all else failed, his carnal expertise. The open windows were above them now and, unless the intruder were to lean out, they could not possibly be seen.
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