Part 8
And as she sat on her bed that night, musing and half-undressed, she began to
run one hand down her arm and scrutinize the soft flow of muscle under her
skin. ”
“I won’t keep you very long, daddy,” said Ann Veronica. . “But we only aid the beccamorti by giving them our
business! I refuse to pay exorbitant prices for wood
coffins and burial for lesser servants who could just as
easily be dragged into the pit! Let the dead bury the
dead!”
“You fool! It is the gross lack of sanitation you speak
of that has brought us to this very end. ‘That—that—why do you
speak of him?’
‘Because I feel you ought to know,’ Gerald said calmly, but rising and
watching her closely, ‘that all your trouble may be in vain. There were cakes and sandwiches—for Ennison a sort of Elysian feast, long
to be remembered. There it is. He felt like a boy again, the taste for adventures was keen upon his palate, the
whole undiscovered world of rhythmical things, of love and poetry and passion
seemed again to him a real and actual place, and he himself an adventurer upon
the threshold. The Reaper is not sated yet. I've seen
many a clever cracksman, but never one like him.
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