Her brown curls were pulled tight in a severe
chignon. 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. “Wild
horses—not if they have all the mounted police in London—shan’t keep me
out. Whenever Jack
attempted to speak, he was checked by an angry growl from Abraham; and
Thames, though his heart was full almost to bursting, felt no inclination to break
the silence. She was never able to
trace the changes her attitude had undergone, from the time when she believed
herself to be the pampered Queen of Fortune, the crown of a good man’s love
(and secretly, but nobly, worshipping some one else), to the time when she
realized she was in fact just a mannequin for her lover’s imagination, and that he
cared no more for the realities of her being, for the things she felt and desired,
for the passions and dreams that might move her, than a child cares for the
sawdust in its doll. She was dropped off at 2:30 at Whitefield Park, a huge
extravagantly lit field in the new part of town. But woe to those who disregard them! Of course, basically it is
all wrong; and sometimes God must laugh at our ideas of rectitude. But underneath this tolerance there is
always the vague hope that your manhood will someday reassert itself. But I'm not worrying about that. I can talk with them. "Good gracious! so I do," exclaimed his amiable consort. I will be as silent as the grave.
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