The plan had to be completed.
Blood was dripping from their hands when they ran the four hundred yards [c. 125 metres] back to the kiosk. “It’s Mummy!” gasped Pauline to the proprietess, Mrs. Agnes Ritchie. “She’s terrible! I think she’s dead. We tried to carry her. She was too heavy.”
“Yes, it’s her mother!” Juliet burst out. Her voice was breaking with hysteria. “She’s covered with blood!” Pauline
pointed down the path, in the direction in which the body lay, and as she made the gesture Mrs. Ritchie saw that blood was spattered upon her face. “Don’t make us go down there again!” Pauline breathed.
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