She had arranged for a supper of tea, a boiled egg, and some tinned peaches. But he could only utter an inarticulate exclamation. They went to the Zoological Gardens together one Saturday to see for themselves a point of morphological interest about the toucan’s bill—that friendly and entertaining bird—and they spent the rest of the afternoon walking about and elaborating in general terms this theme and the superiority of intellectual fellowship to all merely passionate relationships. I took the usual way home. She knew she was a monster and so did they. She leaned back in the corner of the cab with a little sigh of relief. “Why did you do it?” her aunt urged. "Bury her in Willesden churchyard, as she requested, on Sunday," said Jack. "Close the door!" commanded Trenchard, impatiently.
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