Her eyes flashed and she withdrew the dagger, pulling away from him. There was a great splash of blood upon it, her hand was all wet and sticky. Her answer was not quite ready. He was a civil servant of some standing, and after a previous conversation upon aesthetics of a sententious, nebulous, and sympathetic character, he had sent her a small volume, which he described as the fruits of his leisure and which was as a matter of fact rather carefully finished verse. I know nothing about the girl, save what you have told me. It was a reputation by no means deserved. Ten thousand islands, and each one good for a night's rest.
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