He began shoveling dirt over the bodies. It's a sorry world," he went on. Until he felt a sharpness digging into his coat at the point of his heart. "'Under the wide and starry sky, Dig the grave and let me lie. “Damned Rascal!” he said. ’ Lucilla sat up. Somehow her walk home with him had been transmogrified into a melodramatic rejection, a slamming. Before he could recover from the stunning effects of the blow, Wood possessed himself of the child: and, untying the noose which had been slipped round its throat, had the satisfaction of hearing it cry lustily. And yet he knew that his skill was equal to that of any fashionable practitioner in Hong-Kong.
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