“For nothing, do you call it?” he declared. He now understood her interest in Taber, as he called himself: habit, a twice-told
tale. "But they will find the
evidences of slaughter in the other room,—the table upset,—the bloody cloth,—
the dead man's sword,—the money,—and my memorandum, which I forgot to
remove. “This,” he exclaimed, “must be either the indifference of an utterly callous
nature, or it may be—ye gods, it may be—innocence. Michelle
and Missy chatted vigorously in the front seat, oblivious
to both the world and other cars on the road. And through it all, like a golden thread on a piece of tapestry, weaving in and out
of the patterns, the unspoken longing for love. The address was of
course her destination, thousands of miles away, an infinitesimal spot in a
terrifying space. "Under the table. “Turn me. The settlement was on the middle west coast. The lady's name's
engraved inside, but so small I can scarcely read it.
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