102 When he took her out, he was proud of her. She went about the gory business of disposing of the bodies, cutting them up with a large butcher knife and packing the light dry pieces of their bloodless remains in a double ply garbage bag, pieces that looked like overcooked, ruined meat. Sir John felt and looked several years younger. It had rained during the night, and the patch-work pavement was greasy with mud. She pulled at his tee shirt again, wishing to feel his naked chest upon hers. "Otherwise you will not get your morning's sleep. It’s—it’s a serious prohibition. ‘Oh, peste, you make me late!’ She glared up at Roding. There is so little abandon, so little real joyousness. She heard them diving after her, and noted their starting eyes as they spied the opened panel. "Do you take me for as great a villain as yourself, Sir?" said the knight, rising.
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