Between Canton and Hartford two giants had risen, invisible but menacing— Fear and Doubt. Hugging them, they crept stealthily around the house, Major Alderley leading, and wasting—so his captain acidly commented—a deal of time checking the windows and doors. She killed every month, twelve a year, and was for all intents and purposes a serial killer of middle aged men. She stopped abruptly, and looked in a flower-shop window. Cosette sat under the table, still as a mouse, fondling her pitiful doll. And I have wanted to so very much. But I swear she ain’t told me nothing more, sir. All the furniture was moved, all the meals were disarranged, and everybody, Ann Veronica included, appeared in new, bright costumes.
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