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There
was
trees
and
bushes
on
one
side
,
on
the
other
a
whopping
big
house
in
big
grounds
.
I
think
it
was
empty
.
Higher
up
there
were
the
other
houses
,
all
big
.
The
first
part
of
her
walk
was
in
bright
-
lit
streets
.
There
was
just
this
one
place
.
I
had
a
special
plastic
bag
sewn
in
my
mac
pocket
,
in
which
I
put
some
of
the
chloroform
and
CTC
and
the
pad
so
it
was
soaked
and
fresh
.
I
kept
the
flap
down
,
so
the
smell
kept
in
,
then
in
a
second
I
could
get
it
out
when
needed
.
Two
old
women
with
umbrellas
(
it
began
to
spot
with
rain
again
)
appeared
and
came
up
the
road
towards
me
.
It
was
just
what
I
didn
’
t
want
,
I
knew
she
was
due
,
and
I
nearly
gave
up
then
and
there
.
But
I
bent
right
down
,
they
passed
talking
nineteen
to
the
dozen
,
I
don
’
t
think
they
even
saw
me
or
the
van
.
There
were
cars
parked
everywhere
in
that
district
.
A
minute
passed
.
I
got
out
and
opened
the
back
.
It
was
all
planned
.
And
then
she
was
near
.
She
’
d
come
up
and
round
without
me
seeing
,
only
twenty
yards
away
,
walking
quickly
.
If
it
had
been
a
clear
night
I
don
’
t
know
what
I
’
d
have
done
.
But
there
was
this
wind
in
the
trees
.
Gusty
.
I
could
see
there
was
no
one
behind
her
.
Then
she
was
right
beside
me
,
coming
up
the
pavement
.
Funny
,
singing
to
herself
.
I
said
,
excuse
me
,
do
you
know
anything
about
dogs
?
She
stopped
,
surprised
.
"
Why
?
"
she
said
.
It
’
s
awful
,
I
’
ve
just
run
one
over
,
I
said
.
It
dashed
out
.
I
don
’
t
know
what
to
do
with
it
.
It
’
s
not
dead
.
I
looked
into
the
back
,
very
worried
.
"
Oh
the
poor
thing
,
"
she
said
.
She
came
towards
me
,
to
look
in
.
Just
as
I
hoped
.
There
’
s
no
blood
,
I
said
,
but
it
can
’
t
move
.
