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“Do you know what I really want to do?” Miss Hawkline said.

“What?” Cameron said.

“I’d like to get fucked.”

Cameron looked down at the giant butler and then at Miss Hawkline.

“I’d like to get fucked, too,” the other Miss Hawkline said to her sister. “That’s what I’ve been thinking for the last hour. It would be very nice to get fucked.”

Greer and Cameron stood there with their guns while the giant butler lay there alone and forgotten with his death. Greer took a deep breath. What the hell? You might as well do one thing as another.

“First things first,” Cameron said. “Let’s move this body out of the hall. Where do you want it?”

“That’s a good question,” Miss Hawkline said. “We could put him in his room or we could lay him out in a front parlor. I don’t want to bury him now because I want to get fucked. I really want to get fucked. What a time to have a dead butler on your hands.”

She was almost a little mad that the giant butler had taken this particular time and place to die. He looked awesome lying there in the hall.

“Hell, this is too much to think about,” the other Miss Hawkline said. “Let’s just leave him here for a while and take care of getting fucked.”

“Well, you don’t have to worry about him going any place,” Cameron said.

So they just left the giant old butler lying dead on the hall floor and went off to get fucked, taking along with them a 30:40 Krag, a sawed-off shotgun, a .38 and an automatic pistol.