There was no one else in the doorway. So, bloody but unbeaten, weak and spent but undaunted, he waited for the Wastrel to spring up. See paragraph 1. Knives were worse, especially when you were stabbed back and left traces of your own blood at the crime scene. " "Do not talk thus, dear mother," returned Jack, gazing anxiously at her pale countenance, "or I shall not be able to quit you.
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