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One morning, as he took his stand on the Hong-Kong packet dock to ambush the
possible tourist, he witnessed the arrival of a tubby schooner, dirty gray and
blotched as though she had run through fire. "I am sorry. She
stopped abruptly, and looked in a flower-shop window. She liked the animated eagerness
of his manner. Very few survived her trials. When she was done she checked the patio door and
carried his body into the garage, burying his remains next
to the ten year old girl he had raped and killed last
autumn, whose bones were starting to show in small areas
where the maggots had feasted. Usually his charges bored him with their interrogative chatter, for
he knew that his information more often than not went into one ear and out of
the other. Mr. You are not with the Kent militia, are you?’
‘West Kent, yes. ‘Poor Gerald has been very busy about your affairs this last week. Miss Miniver learned of her flight and got her address from the Widgetts. One realized indeed then
where the differences lay; the tender curves about Anna’s mouth transformed
into hard sharp lines in Annabel’s, the eyes of one, truthful and frank, the other’s
more beautiful but with less expression—windows lit with dazzling light, but
through which one saw—nothing. He had removed his silk hat, and
now sat looking at Ann Veronica over an untouched cup of tea; he sat gloating
upon her, trying to catch her eye. Tell her, that more than once, when about to
commit some desperate offence, I have been restrained by her gentle image.
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