"
"Anything, my dear," replied Wood, "What is it?"
"Bury us together in one grave in Willesden churchyard. She
shuddered as his naked body pressed against her. "Choose between good and evil;—
between him and me. “But it makes me feel inhuman,” he added. “Do you think it is fair of you to
persecute me just now?”
“It is not persecution, Anna,” he answered gently. By this action, Lucy
already knew what the answer was. It was long and narrow, a well-lit, wellventilated, quiet gallery of small tables and sinks, pervaded by a thin smell of
methylated spirit and of a mitigated and sterilized organic decay. ”
She sat motionless, with her hand tightening over the edge of the table, and
he, too, said no more. ‘I have only borrowed it. I love my husband. Of course this thing was absolutely impossible. And it’s no good pretending there is
one when there isn’t. The others hurried to the window. Jonathan Wild and his bloodhounds, with a hundred others, incited by
the reward, will be upon my track. If it wasn’t for the fear that after all—but we won’t think of
that.
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