Wood struck me a blow which made me a robber. The taste of his sweat was intoxicating, like sweet brandy, like blood. I will never consent till I see him. I keep my finger on the pulse of things. So he found her when he came round the corner of the spinney. . ’ He held out his hand to help the girl descend. Anyhow, there was some pleasurable satisfaction in knowing where the quarry would be for the next three weeks.
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