Lucy had tried for years to find a way of not getting blood all over herself when she made a kill. She was as pale as death, but she seemed to have lost the power of movement. She could smell the sweet girl child he had buried in the garage in autumn, 1 even under the frozen ground. He waited for an instant, wasting an encouraging smile in the imperfect light, and then shut the doors of the van, leaving the women in darkness. Look here. The mere fact that he was there in the train alongside her, helping her, sitting opposite to her in the dining-car, presently sleeping on a seat within a yard of her, made her heart sing until she was afraid their fellow passengers would hear it.
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