His red hair marked him, cut short into a round shape that had the texture of a Brillo pad. You belong to me, and I have waited long enough. Least of all myself. Planting his knee against her side, he pulled her towards him with one hand, while with the other he sought his knife. She stepped back quickly, and her hand knocked a wine-glass from the table to smash noisily on the floor. But,” and he faced them both with a still expressionless glance, “this is not the end!” Anna recovered her spirits with marvellous facility.
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