The Crushed Flower and Other Stories by Leonid Nikolayevich Andreyev
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CHAPTER V "Your hands are in blood, Haggart. Whom have you killed, Haggart?" "Silence, Khorre, I killed that man. Be silent and listen--he will commence to play soon. I stood here and listened, but suddenly my heart sank, and I cannot stay here alone." "Don't confuse my mind, Noni; don't tempt me. I will run away from here. At night, when I am already fast asleep, you swoop down on me like a demon, grab me by the neck, and drag me over here--I can't understand anything. Tell me, my boy, is it necessary to hide the body?" "Yes, yes." "Why didn't you throw it into the sea?" "Silence! What are you prating about? I have nothing to throw into the sea." "But your hands are in blood." "Silence, Khorre! He will commence soon. Be silent and listen--I say to you--Are you a friend to me or not, Khorre?" |
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