She had changed into dungarees herself and kept her hair as it was. “Mary Lucia. ” His shoulders relaxed. "No, I won't hear you, murderer," rejoined Wood. ” “Such independence,” he answered quickly, “is a vice. ’ ‘What?’ Appalled, Gerald could only gaze at her. ‘Bring her to me and we shall see. He won’t be in uniform. She could still smell the now familiar scent of him on the girl's body in the makeshift grave.
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