Sheila grabbed the gun and laughed hysterically, brandishing the weapon and baying like a bear. But she did not believe he would do that. Eventually her movements carried her to the little stand at the side of the bed. “They ought to have been lopped in the spring. Sebastian dug through the viscous layers of foul-smelling clay with a shovel, each successive insertion creating an obscene sucking noise that ate at her sanity. Gerald perhaps would know how to find him. "Only sprained it a little, that's all," answered Thames; "the pain will go off presently.
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