” He looked
down at his heavy Sears work boots as Mrs. Blueskin might have butchered you and your brat before I'd have lifted a finger
to prevent him, if it hadn't suited my purposes to do so, and he hadn't incurred
my displeasure. It is what I have wanted, what I have meant all along. The signs of tears had all gone, but some subtle change seemed to have stolen
into her face. ”
“Of course,” said Capes, and threw a newly lit cigar into the fire through sheer
nervousness. For
now, I fear there is something worse, something more
present. Had he been sick in the mind when he had done this damnable thing? It did not
seem possible, for he could recall clearly all he had said and done; there were no
blank spaces to give him one straw of excuse. Parbleu, but
she was a fool. It was. I had
special ways of getting out of the basement without them
noticing, and often I could smuggle a child or two out for
160
the day and they were never the wiser. He did not care whether the stories
were accepted or not.
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