‘You do not think it is enough English. The little matter of an accent may be misleading, I grant you, but —’ He was interrupted, and with impatience. She would flee to the wild fastnesses, the places where there were no overarching systems of any use, where she could blend with the unstable populace and kill in relative peace. The young rascal had learnt from some of the women-servants that Lady Trafford was from home, and was in the very act of making off when I got down stairs. She was a schizophrenic, got locked up later in some sort of state mental ward.
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