The white veil had fallen to the ground and Gerald retrieved it for her. Lady Angela shrugged her shoulders. It has been purchased by blood!" "What! have you cut old Wood's throat?" asked Wild, with great unconcern, as he took up the bag. So often as she had herself manipulated a dagger, she could not mistake the shape that pressured across her chest, or the sharp point that dug below her bosom. ‘Still more would I be so if he had come himself to tell me this. Her white shirt was mired with a central bloodstain, his pants caked with mud.
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