Michelle looked her up and down, liking the results of her efforts. She looked directly at his face, his perpetually graying hair, his hawkish nose, his long cheekbones. Now he would take her away from the house before killing her, and no one would find her body at all. Then as she lay very still, with her hands clinched and her black hair tumbled about her face, he came still closer and softly kissed the nape of her neck. As soon as he gets into blue water, he'll think no more of pitching the boy overboard than of lighting his pipe. Marvel, who had been a little discomposed by the treatment he had experienced on Holborn Hill, very composedly filled and lighted his pipe.
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