Stanley. She could still smell the now familiar scent of him
on the girl's body in the makeshift grave. Returning to Mrs Sindlesham’s chair, he
held up the miniature so the face depicted there was turned towards the old lady. Come
and help me pack. A piece of old blanket was
fastened across her shoulders, and she had no other clothing except a petticoat. I was always told my mother died the
day I was born. Then he
put the paper by. ’
‘Ah, so you did come here to find someone,’ Gerald responded eagerly. Not if I read her aright. This, Wood, acting upon Terry's caution,
was most unwilling to do; but, finding he had no alternative, he reluctantly made
known his errand and the bolts were undrawn.
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