‘We must move him. Carry him up to the house…’
‘To join the other victims, I suppose? All neat and tidy. As far as I’m concerned he can stay where he is.’
Vera said:
‘At any rate let’s get him out of the reach of the sea.’
Lombard laughed. He said:
‘If you like.’
He bent—tugging at the body. Vera leaned against him, helping him. She pulled and tugged with all her might.