It was so arranged that Ruth went on duty after breakfast and remained until noon. “Do you mind very much?” He shook his head. She saw herself in very much Vivie’s position—managing something. She went about the gory business of disposing of the bodies, cutting them up with a large butcher knife and packing the light dry pieces of their bloodless remains in a double ply garbage bag, pieces that looked like overcooked, ruined meat. The light of memory flashed in the man’s face. “It hasn’t GOT a throat!” Part 7 One day the idea of self-sacrifice came into her head, and she made, she thought, some important moral discoveries. “Odd!” he remarked, rather surprisingly, after a little interval. I felt as though I had bandaged eyes.
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