A Killing kindness

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… it was green, all green, all over me, choking, the water, then boiling at first, and roaring, and seething, till all settled down, cooling, clearing, and my sight up drifting with the few last bubbles, till through the glassy water I see the sky clearly, and the sun bright as a lemon, and birds with wings wide as a windmill's sails slowly drifting round it, and over the bank's rim small dark faces peering, timid as beasts at their watering, nostrils sniffing danger and shy eyes bright and wary, till a current turns me over, and I drift, and still am drifting, and…

What the hell's going on here! Stop it! This is sick…

Please. Oh God! Be careful you 'll…

Jack! No!

Ohhhh…

See! Look. The lights… please

… fakery… I don't want

… lights! Mrs Stanhope, Mrs Stanhope, are you all right?

… auntie, are you OK? Please, auntie…

… thank you, love, I'm a bit… in a minute… did I get.. .

… vicious blackmailing cow and I'll see…

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