“Now you must go,” she said firmly. ‘Both of them so wise after the event. I am a single man, and——” “Thank you,” she interrupted. Wanton!… This, then, was what her father had meant. She went about the gory business of disposing of the bodies, cutting them up with a large butcher knife and packing the light dry pieces of their bloodless remains in a double ply garbage bag, pieces that looked like overcooked, ruined meat. They then took off their boots, and crept stealthily up stairs, treading upon the point of their toes so cautiously, that not a board creaked beneath their weight. It was he who saw them first coming down the room—Annabel in a wonderful white satin gown in front, and Sir John stiff, unbending, disapproving, bringing up the rear. ” He stood quite silent for a moment, his eyes fixed upon her face. “Nigel, Nigel,” she cried. His lovely black eyes softened until they became like languid as the night sky.
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