I turned to McCann and swore.
"Why did you do that?"
"You're worth more to the boss than I am," he said, cryptically.
I did not answer. I cut open the decapitated body of the doll. As I had suspected, it had been built upon
a wire framework. As I cut away the encasing material, I found this framework was a single wire, or a
single metal strand, and that as cunningly as the doll's body had been shaped, just as cunningly had this
wire been twisted into an outline of the human skeleton!
Not, of course, with minute fidelity, but still with amazing accuracy…there were no joints nor
articulations…the substance of which the doll was made was astonishingly pliant…the little hands
flexible…it was more like dissecting some living mannikin than a doll…And it was rather dreadful…