Perhaps I ought to have let you order the dinner, but I think I got through it pretty well. It was not a long prayer. Her feathered hat fell from her head and down her back, and she felt fingers writhing in the mass of her hair and caressing the flesh of her neck beneath so that she shivered uncontrollably. "To-morrow it will be mine. The slim knife was wrested from her grasp, and she was flung backwards, towards the bookcases.
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