They stood for a moment in the passage and listened. There is so little abandon, so little real joyousness. “—but this cannot be. This time you cannot. But if I were dying of thirst, in a desert, I would not accept a cup of water at her hands. Ennison will make a thousand enemies if he takes you from the stage. ’ Gosse’s eyes went to the portrait, and evidently took in the uncanny resemblance, looking from it to Melusine and back again. They will find me dead, yes. 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.
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