‘And I am
thinking now that you may be very suitable. At sight of his wan
features, she forgot the urgency of her need for a moment, and fell to her knees
at his bedside, placing her hands on his slack ones where they lay on the soiled
coverlet. She
must kill this man, or kill herself. Some day I'm going to paint her; but that will be when
I've retired. His name is Taber?"
"Howard Taber. Consider you’ve got resources
deposited with me. The struggle had dislodged the white wimple,
which was evidently too large for her, and her black hair broke free, whirling
like a whiplash about her head as her hands curled into fists, coming up to beat
at his chest, her little teeth bared for attack. As she approached the corner of the Avenue the blond, no-hatted man in gray
flannels appeared. “Hold on.
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