” She growled. What beasts men are! I
cannot typewrite, my three stories are still wandering round, two milliners have
refused me as a lay figure because business was so bad. To love in such a way, it is excessively selfish. "
"Can I have a word with you, master?" said Sheppard, approaching Wood. There had been disappointments and humiliations, and
although she hated to admit it even to herself, she was in desperate straits. She would buy a Greyhound ticket to
New Orleans, make a kill or two, then travel into Texas
and seduce some wandering man into taking her to
Mexico, feast upon him once they got there. After occupying himself thus for the best part of an hour, he thought Jack must
have given him the slip. It was my destiny to have her.
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