Rage flooded her at his intent, but she controlled it. It did not cheer or fortify him with false courage and recklessness; it simply enveloped him in a mist of unreality. ‘Thanks to him, Hilary and I nearly had our heads blown off. But she certainly remembered that when she was a little girl he sometimes wore tennis flannels, and also rode a bicycle very dexterously in through the gates to the front door. It was a boy baby cooing in swaddling clothes, a baby who had just been born to the butcher's servant across the alley, the maid Isobella who trailed behind, beaming. She placed the freezer back on top of Ray Plote's old hiding place, now his permanent resting place. One was in the Indian Civil Service and one in the rapidly developing motor business. He was six blocks away from his home, a ten story building apparently made solely of glass.
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