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One Decadent Life: Part Two CHAPTER 30 MAGICKAL WORKINGS   Eunice was doing a vigorous clean-up in the bedrooms of the ‘debbils.’ The smell was atrocious, and though she knew what it meant, still she was not used to it. She shoved all the bedding into the two washers; when the tumblers were full of…

One Decadent Life: Part Two CHAPTER 29 DEBBILS IN DE HOUS’   At seven the next morning, Eunice let herself into the house; stopped stock-still, exclaiming in disgust — Whut in HAIL? Someone had vomited right by the front door. She’d almost dirtied her new shoes. Her West Indian blood was riled; all the little…

One Decadent Life: Part Two CHAPTER 28 LOST LUGGAGE   Less than twenty-four hours later David and Tere were shunted forth from their airliner’s cosy fuselage into the glare of an unobstructed sun. In their black sunglasses, layers of grubby wool, smeary macquillage and withered lips, they were that species of pathetic refugee from the…

One Decadent Life: Part Two CHAPTER 27 GET OUT OF TOWN   David was packing he had to get out of town away from everything and everybody. The ‘phone kept ringing and the machine picked up but no-one was saying anything. That was Paula’s trick, to go on calling and making him crazy wondering who…

  ONE DECADENT LIFE [ PART TWO commences with Chapter 26 ]   Chapter 26 ORESTES   Angelique settled back in her rented Cadillac, soothed by its red leather interior. The chauffeur gently clipped her door to, got into the front seat, then turned to remark: “You may have to direct me once we’re in…

ONE DECADENT LIFE   Chapter 25 THERE WILL BE NO ARTISTS [The Final Chapter of Part One] {CLICK this link to read the entireity of PART ONE}   Analysed, reason is raving. Feeling, examined, is pain. What heaven were to hope for a doubt of it ! Life is anguish, insane ; And death is…