So he cursed them in his blood, with anunremitting curse, as he waited.
Masters, as they were of their foul machines. They had stayed a night at the Mounts Bay
Hotel.
Then broke a terrific thunderstorm, and hail lasheddown with a noise like insanity.
He stood there with his ridiculous thin legs, in hisridiculous jacket, but he did not feel
a fool. The days grew shorter before the corn was all down from the moors. Redburn was
frightened, receiving the tainted Somers.
Hewas an endless gossip, never by any chance punctual.
And the authorities still would allow of no return to Cornwall. Itll be something to do
with Sharpes bother.
The house is all open, the men can search everything? I am degrading myself byfeeling
guilty, marked-out, and I have convulsions of fear. Until he had made uphis mind to this,
he felt paralysed.
During the long journey up to London Somers sat facing Harriet, quitestill. Somers sisters
were alone, their husbands at the war.
Itcant be anything else, because weve never done anything else. Strange that among the
civil police, everyone that Somers met waskindly and understanding.
Such heavy,cold, savage, frustrated blackness.
They are canaille,carrion-eating, filthy-mouthed canaille, like
dead-man-devouringjackals.
Havewe no right to know what you accuse us of?
Somers wrote it down: not in his address book becausethat was gone.
The moment she came in, in thedusk, she knew something had happened. Whatever I do or have
done, I amnot wrong. It doesnt looklike life, like a living creatures figure. Yet the
tradespeoplewere always so pleasant and courteous to him. He would move one stage out of
their grip, at least.
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