School teachers spending their vacations quietly and safely in libraries and summer camps, or relaxing in foreign cafès from the rigors of disciplinarians, were shocked last week to hear what happened on the vacation of Philip Eaton, chemistry instructor at St. Marks, smart Massachusetts boys' preparatory school. Teacher Eaton had installed himself in a flat in Halfmoon Street, Mayfair, London. There he was found one morning by his housemaid, sprawled in a pool of blood. About his head, face and hands were razor cuts, ghastly after twelve hours of bleeding. On his body...
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