‘Who kills who?’ ‘Rot in hell,’ he snarled, panting, and managed to push himself forward and leap off the dais, running for the safety of the far aisle by the wall. And then came the vile experience of being forced and borne along the street to the police-station. “Very well,” she would say, “then I must go. ‘I’m only a poor country wench, child. Mind you don't stir till supper's over. Almost at once she had comprehended that she was expected to write down her name and address, which she did, in slanting cobwebby lettering, perhaps a trifle laboriously. For the first time that day, she was finally able to look into his face. But … he must want to live in order that the inclination to repeat this incident may not recur. Wood started to his feet. “It’s very good,” she said.
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