I want to put myself into your hands. She has no proof—yet. But she was disturbed, mysteriously disturbed. And she had been doubting since that walk in the Zoological Gardens whether, indeed, he did simply care for her. "See the devil!—not I," cried Wood impatiently. She went about the gory business of disposing of the bodies, cutting them up with a large butcher knife and packing the light dry pieces of their bloodless remains in a double ply garbage bag, pieces that looked like overcooked, ruined meat.
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