The old-fashioned dress, with its series of ruffles and printed flowers, ballooned treacherously, revealing her well-turned leg in silk stockings, as it snapped against her body as a mould. She had even tried a needle and a catheter on a victim once, but had found that the process was so frustrating and slow that she barely gained any sustenance and had done the worst thing imaginable: wasted a kill. No other man should touch her; she was Hoddy's, body and soul, in this life and after. He was a just man, and he did not care to start any thunder which was not based upon fairness. He stopped short with a little exclamation of surprise. Yet she took with her an uneasy consciousness that in this affair might lie the germs of future trouble.
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