” Annabel pulled up her veil. There were no doors in the bungalow; instead, there were curtains of strung bead and bamboo, always tinkling mysteriously. She moved a little nearer to him. She screamed as she saw that their throats had been ripped out and their dead eyes bulged with horror as their heads lolled from mere strings of sinew and flesh. She had made her first fight for dignity and freedom as a grown-up and independent Person, and this was how the universe had treated her. Opening the door, he found it littered with straw, on which he threw himself, and instantly fell asleep. “Not like it’s your fault if you wake up one day and decide you hanker for a nice piece of ass, a ten-minute tumble. Nevertheless she withdrew her hand. How long he sat there, reeling off this drivel, he never knew. She sat drawn together in her chair in the corner of the box, at a loss what to say or do—afraid, curious, perplexed.
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