More Deadly Than the Male
“He vaguely remembered stopping a taxi, but had no recollection of the actual drive. He remembered the long, painful climb up some stairs, and Cora hammering wildly on a door. He remembered, too, hearing Sydney shout, "All right, all right. I'm coming! Stop banging on that bloody door." Then he had a dim recollection of Sydney, in a dirty white dressing-gown, staring at him in blank astonishment.
He took a step forward, and his knees gave under him He fell heavily. Before he blacked out he heard Cora scream: "You swine! You said he wouldn't touch me! Oh, I hate you! I hate you!" and then he lost consciousness.
He had no idea how long he remained unconscious. He must have drifted into a heavy sleep before coming round. But when he opened his eyes it was morning and he was lying on the floor, a pillow under his head and a blanket over him. He sat up slowly and looked round, not quite remembering where he was.
He was aware of pain, and found his hand had been expertly bandaged... and sticking plaster covered the cuts on his face.MoreLess
He took a step forward, and his knees gave under him He fell heavily. Before he blacked out he heard Cora scream: "You swine! You said he wouldn't touch me! Oh, I hate you! I hate you!" and then he lost consciousness.
He had no idea how long he remained unconscious. He must have drifted into a heavy sleep before coming round. But when he opened his eyes it was morning and he was lying on the floor, a pillow under his head and a blanket over him. He sat up slowly and looked round, not quite remembering where he was.
He was aware of pain, and found his hand had been expertly bandaged... and sticking plaster covered the cuts on his face.MoreLess
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