‘What Marriner said about me was not very nice, you know. But he was right about one thing – I am not dead. It’s important that the world thinks I am. What he said about my doings is mostly right too. Most people, you know, collect something or other. Some collect books, some collect money, others collect pictures or train tickets. And me? I collect throats.’throats …’
He stopped talking for a minute and looked at Hewson’s throat carefully. He did not seem to think it was a very good one.throats …’
‘I’m happy you came tonight,’ he went on. ‘You mustn’t think that I don’t want you here. It was difficult for me to do any interesting “collecting” over the last few months. So now I’m happy to go back to my usual work. I’m sorry to see that your throat is a little thin, sir. Perhaps that is not a nice thing to say. But I like men with big throats best. Big, thick, red throats …’
throats …’
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