…could be the soldier in the white cravat who turns the key in spite of the fact that this is the end of the cat and the mouse who dwelt in the house where the laughter rang and the tears were spilt; the house that jack built…
…bang-bang, shoot-shoot, white-gloved thumb: lord, thy will be done…
“He was always a good boy,” his mother said, “he’ll do his duty when he’s grown.”