She walked down the station approach, past the neat, obtrusive offices of the coal merchant and the house agent, and so to the wicket-gate by the butcher’s shop that led to the field path to her home. “I say!” he cried. ’ ‘But why?’ asked Melusine, astonished, and somewhat overwhelmed by the other girl’s volubility. "He will kill me," cried Thames. She, perhaps, displayed herself rather consciously as a fine person unduly limited. Why not kill her here, and leave silently, the way he must have come? Could it be that he had not the intention to kill her? En tout cas, it gave her a chance.
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