波波小说

第45部分（第1页）

everything。　That’s　where　he　crushed　my　father’s　face　and　skull；　that’s　where　he

killed　　him。　　I　　brought　　him　　down　　here　　so　　the　　children　　wouldn’t　　see　　and　　so　　I

might　　have　　a　　chance　　to　　caution　　you。　　After　　you　　three　　left；　　I　　also　　went　　out。

Father　was　home　by　himself。”

“I　was　not　aware　of　that；”　she　said　insolently。　“Where　were　you？”

I　　wanted　　her　　to　　take　　careful　　note　　of　　my　　silence。　　Then　　I　　said；　　“I　　was　　with

Black。　I　met　with　Black　in　the　house　of　the　Hanged　Jew。　But　you　won’t　breathe

a　word　of　this　to　anyone。　Nor；　for　the　time　being；　will　you　mention　that　my

father　has　been　killed。”

“Who　was　it　that　murdered　him？”

Was　she　truly　such　an　idiot　or　was　she　trying　to　corner　me？

“If　I　knew；　I　wouldn’t　hide　the　fact　that　he　was　dead；”　I　said。　“I　don’t　know。

Do　you？”

“How　should　I　know　anything？”　she　said。　“What　are　we　going　to　do　now？”

“You’re　going　to　behave　as　if　nothing　whatsoever　has　happened；”　I　said。　I

felt　the　urge　to　wail；　to　burst　out　crying；　but　I　restrained　myself。　We　both　were

quiet。

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Much　later；　I　said；　“Forget　about　the　fish　for　now；　set　out　the　dishes　for　the

children。”

She　objected　and　started　to　cry；　and　I　put　my　arms　around　her。　We　hugged

each　other　tightly。　I　loved　her　then；　momentarily　pitying；　not　only　myself　and

the　　children；　　but　　all　　of　　us。　　But　　even　　as　　we　　embraced；　　a　　worm　　of　　doubt　　was

anxiously　　gnawing　　at　　me。　　You　　know　　where　　I　　was　　while　　my　　father　　was　　being

murdered。　To　further　my　own　designs；　I’d　cleared　the　house　of　Hayriye　and　the

children。　　You　　know　　that　　leaving　　my　　father　　alone　　in　　the　　house　　was　　an

unforeseen　coincidence…But　did　Hayriye　know？　Did　she　prehend　what　I’d

explained　　to　　her；　　will　　she　　understand？　　Indeed；　　yes；　　she’d　　quickly　　understand

and　grow　suspicious。　I　hugged　her　even　tighter；　but　I　knew　that　with　her　slave

girl’s　　mind　　she’d　　assume　　I　　was　　doing　　this　　to　　cover　　up　　my　　wiles；　　and　　before

long　even　I　felt　as　if　I　were　deceiving　her。　While　my　father　was　being　murdered

here；　I　was　with　Black　engaged　in　an　act　of　lovemaking。　If　it　were　only　Hayriye

who　　knew　　this；　　I　　wouldn’t　　feel　　as　　guilty；　　but　　I　　suspect　　that　　you　　might　　make

something　of　it　as　well。　So；　admit　it；　you　believe　that　I’m　hiding　something。

Alas；　poor　woman！　Could　my　fate　be　any　darker？　I　began　to　cry；　then　Hayriye

cried；　and　we　embraced　again。

I　pretended　to　satisfy　my　hunger　at　the　table　we’d　set　upstairs。　From　time

to　time；　with　the　excuse　of　“checking　on　Grandfather；”　I　would　step　into　the

other　room　and　burst　into　tears。　Later　because　the　children　were　scared　and

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