She heard the sounds of Rhea scuttling about, and then feeding, brutally. Her scream shook the windows of the sedan. She dropped a flower—it’s in my pocket-book now. Kneebone smiled assent. “He will probably make a statement to-night. Maggot. How dare you use my name and sing my songs?” Anna looked at her sister in blank amazement. I won't have a beachcomber on the island.
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