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He can’t be in there

‘Doesn’t make sense,’ he said, ‘does it? A body doesn’t just disappear like that. It has to be somewhere.’ Douglas said: ‘He couldn’t have been dead, in that case. Catalepsy. Haven’t there been cases where...

With only a child’s strength

Sight … Another stage required, the finding of the small muscles that would open the eyes, and then the directing. A strangeness here. Question and answer again. A heaviness, unknown before. Then, touch? Something that...

There might be rats

It was surprising how often submissiveness in women concealed a potential domination, particularly with unpleasantly cocky men like Deeping. Domination, and that same indifference she had charged him with showing to the children. Even before...

Trick of the light?

‘What happened after the sledge tipped over? How did Andy look?’ ‘All right. He was laughing about it. And then …’ ‘Then?’ ‘He called to me that he’d found something in the snow.’ ‘What had...

Abandoning hope

Elizabeth came in with the Deepings. She was at her best in situations such as this: quiet, sympathetic, serene. She put her arm, unobtrusively but firmly, round Ruth Deeping’s shoulders as she led her across...