Catt sat near the window of her little apartment intending to read through the whole dreadful thing. She didn't dare take it with her where Segna might see it. It would be upsetting to her.

Catt had to be honest with herself. She was upset by it too. The tales were exaggerated and quite possibly they were just the product of the author's vivid imagination, but in a few ways they were very consistent. The executioners were ruthless and persistent, and the faithles...