36/49 I think he knew that I bated him, but we were on perfectly good terms. I think he was always a little afraid of me, but it's curious to remember that we never had a quarrel of any kind, until the day when I killed him." Olva paused and asked Bunning to have a drink. Bunning, gazing at him with desperate eyes, shook his head. It's odd how Fate has apparently been determined to hammer out our paths side by side. Carfax grew more and more beastly. |