She spoke slowly. She alone of them all knew that he was on the first leg of the terrible journey to the beach. She became aware that at regular intervals a light flashed upon her face and a bodiless eye regarded her, and this, as the night wore on, became a torment. It was one of the secret troubles of her mind, this grotesque twist her ideas would sometimes take, as though they rebelled and rioted. Kneebone. Nobody toys with me. You're the first widow I ever heard of who could withstand that lure. ‘Oh, you are making a game with me.
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