Was there anything at all in those locked rooms of her aunt’s mind? Were they fully furnished and only a little dusty and cobwebby and in need of an airing, or were they stark vacancy except, perhaps, for a cockroach or so or the gnawing of a rat? What was the mental equivalent of a rat’s gnawing? The image was going astray. ” Anna looked up with a doubtful smile of non-recognition. I spoke a thought aloud. When you don’t have any fingers left, I take a toe. What! mum still. By the time she was done, the bodies in the bathtub were gathering flies. ” A spot of colour flared in Anna’s cheek as she glanced towards the speaker. " "You are very good to me, Hoddy. In the first place, it will be damnably dull. You must wait till supper's over. She listened, her suspicions confirmed.
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