CHAPTER XIII. "I think you're all bewitched," she cried. He was Julian five years younger,
the spitting image. Wild and I were nabbing
you in this very room, some nine years ago?"
"I do," replied Kneebone; "and now," he added, aside, "the case is altered. Manned by a couple of watermen, who
rowed with great swiftness, this wherry dashed through the current in the track
of the fugitive, of whom it was evidently in pursuit, and upon whom it
perceptibly gained. 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. The two lovers sat together, and their sole discourse
turned upon Jack and his ill-fated mother.
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