Her mind invoked her husband, who she imagined lying dead in a ditch somewhere, tortured and killed by brigands or perhaps eaten by creatures like herself, a fate he actually deserved. A pretty piece. I struck him across the face, twisted the steering wheel of the motor, sprang out myself, and left him for dead on the road with the motor on top of him. I’ll get in trouble. She dropped the manuscripts and swiftly brought the coat to him, noting that a button hung loose.
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