" "But I never can forget it, Winny. They will say that it was murder. In a moment the brisk evening breeze caught the lank canvas and bellied it taut. Hang the wench! Roding was right. Darrell stopped, and drew his sword. "I am very wicked," she said. Afraid, no doubt, he thought grimly, that her other visitor would leave.
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