“Why on earth,” he asked, “did you hurt me like that?” Ann Veronica did her best to think she had not deliberately attempted to cause him pain. “If you think it worth while,” she answered doubtfully. You can’t do that sort of thing unless you do it over religion, and there’s no religion in me—of that sort—worth a rap. With a drawn cutlass in one hand and a cocked pistol in the other, Blueskin rushed up stairs.
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