She opened her suitcase—new and smelling strongly of leather—and took out of it a book, dogeared and precariously held together, bound in faded blue cloth and bearing the inscription: The Universal Handbook. That night in Paris I saw on the bills ‘Fatal Motor Accidents. It had been brighter than the rest, for dawn light had come in through high unshuttered casements above the bookshelves. “Buon Primomaggio. ‘He destroyed the papers?’ ‘That’s right,’ Roding said, throwing her a glance of frowning surprise, as if he had not rated her intelligence so high. Probably he taught me what a joke was merely to irritate my father; for suddenly Father stopped my going to the store for things and sent our old Kanaka cook instead. The infant’s body, now missing its pulverized head, was still twitching among the blood-soaked ruins of corpses. ‘She’s an eviltempered little termagant, yes, but there’s no malice aforethought. The bliss had lasted one hundred and forty years, far more than an entire mortal lifetime. This lady was singularly lucky in her matrimonial connections.
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