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It was a gorgeous May evening, the air redolent with the soapy purple scents of hyacinth and lilac. “Cut her throat!” Sebastian snapped. She looked at me as though I were some unclean thing, as though my soul were weighted with every sin in the calendar. For she knew that men married to get something. He has been lodged in every round-house in the metropolis, and has broken out of them all, and boasts that no prison can hold him. He had an air of having told her a deep, personal secret. ’ Sheer exasperation made Gerald release her as he broke into reluctant laughter. 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. It was cheating, pitiful cheating. The unfortunate woman was stretched upon the floor, with a bloody knife in her hand. Their subsequent conversation is outside the scope of our story.
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