“We’re going to be found out someday. ’
Gerald capitulated. Did he intend to kill her now, this instant? Or had she a
moment or two to try to save herself? Recalling Leonardo’s dictum, she did not
struggle, for that would only tighten the trap about her, and perhaps even spring
it. Full as she was of him, it felt good to shower
her kill out of her hair. She loved to be there, taking part in it all, breathing it, being
it. "
"Now for it," thought the woollen-draper, "I shall, at least, ascertain how the land
lies. My sinuses are so swollen up right now. ’
He slid slowly down and collapsed to the stone floor, fainting dead away. Roused by Ben's warning, the carpenter looked up and could just perceive the
dusky outline of the bridge looming through the darkness, and rendered
indistinctly visible by the many lights that twinkled from the windows of the
lofty houses. One point in her narrative stood out beyond all others. I went to
the theatre that night. "
The hint was not lost upon Wood.
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