She meant to leave anyway, or so she would tell herself later. “You know,” he went on, “this doesn’t seem to me to end anything. She could still smell the now familiar scent of him on the girl's body in the makeshift grave. She closed the book that she had been pretending to read and gathered her black umbrella and her backpack, a childish accoutrement she despised. The vast heap of rubbish on the floor had been so materially increased by the bricks and plaster thrown down in his attack upon the wall of the Red Room, that it was with some difficulty he could find the blanket which was almost buried beneath the pile. ‘Certainly you must have seen her. This last operation was so fatiguing, that for a short time he was obliged to pause to recover the use of his fingers. Marvel. Then he sat down again in a chair and said that people who wrote novels ought to be strung up.
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