CHAPTER XVII: BURN WITCH BURN!
Curiously enough, Ricori was the least affected of the three of us. My own flesh had crept. McCann,
although he had never heard the doll-maker's voice, was greatly shaken. And it was Ricori who broke
the silence.
"You are sure the girl is dead?"
"There is no possible doubt of it, Ricori."
He nodded to McCann: "Carry her down to the car."
I asked: "What are you going to do?"
He answered: "Kill the witch." He quoted with satiric unctuousness: "In death they shall not be divided."
He said, passionately: "As in hell they shall burn together forever!"