I have faith in the healing power of crystals.

Leisurely the long hours ticked into nothingness, yet there was no sound from him. Would he go in the night, as he did before from Stein's, without a word? Ursula's heart quickened agonizingly, though she lay still, tingling with the thought.

The investigator suspected the poor dead bastards were just a vodka troika that had cheerily frozen to death.

I'll be back in a few minutes, so sit tight while I go find her.