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On that night,—that fatal night,—Winifred crushed all the hopes that were rising in my heart. ‘Pray you, do me this one little service, and do not ask me why. Not with the unavoidable explanations, and the need to secrete the sword and hide it before returning the priest’s horse to its stable—which had been her excuse for running from Martha’s protestations. Darkness closed in on them as the officers stepped inside the musty interior.
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