Chapter Eight For an instant in the silence that followed, shocked into immobility, Melusine stared in horror at the body lying there so still. Martha had been more to her than that. " "Can I have a word with you, master?" said Sheppard, approaching Wood. She passed him silently as she dropped Michelle’s dried corpse into the open clay pit awkwardly, like a discarded doll. "It won't do to betray the officer," he muttered. It was perfectly logical. "Project Gutenberg" is a registered trademark. All that is jolly and as it should be. You know the sort of thing. "Till then, I shall remain content," returned Wild.
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