“It was not necessary,” Sir John answered stiffly. 276
He opened the box. The door closed softly upon her. “You will come back, won’t you?”
He nodded cheerfully. ” She tried to sound
convincing as she looked away hotly. But we've got to cook up
some kind of a story to protect her. Nothing would induce me to
marry you, or any man at present. 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. Mr. ‘Cousin? But I
am a fool. Ramage, that iron-gray
man of the world, appeared dressed in a bowler hat and a suit of hard gray,
astride of a black horse. The ladder was now within reach.
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