His eyes were small and grey; as far apart and as sly-looking as those of a fox. “See you. You’re a little late, you must remember, and we are punctual people here. ‘What started you off, you madman,’ Roding told him frankly, as he set about tying his handkerchief around the wound, ‘was being born at all. “But Sebastian! I need them!” He smiled, not a smile of comfort, but a smile of terrible menace.
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