The Chinaman was frozen again. This time in front of the window.
- I threw out the shoes – he whispered in one breath, his voice lacking tone.
- And the trousers –Vestigo Inani yelled from the back – and the shirt.
- Of course, of course – the sadist echoed – but you shut up!
- I threw out the shoes, you understand? – the Chinaman whined without averting his eyes from the outside.
-I got it – the sadist said – I understand perfectly. He’ll have to get himself another pair.
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