"Gone," replied the wounded man. She seized the key, and he grasped her hand and squeezed it roughly and painfully between the handle and the ward as she tried to turn it. He too was flushed and ruffled; one side of his collar had slipped from its stud and he held a hand to the corner of his jaw. "The Dutchman was right, after all. Now, as she stared at the image of her own face, she recalled something Major Alderley had said. The bodies had been found in the river without their heads, which were busy decomposing in a ravine. Their heads touched again, their arms tightened. ” She took a step. He started a dozen stories, but they all ended in the waste-basket. He had an air of having told her a deep, personal secret.
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