‘Poor Hilary. Her knees shook, her breath came fast, she almost felt the lurid effect of those tiny patches of rouge upon her pallor-stricken cheeks. She chastised herself for thinking of her husband and lord as being weak. The former was shot by Blueskin through the head, and his body fell over the bannisters. She stopped abruptly, and looked in a flower-shop window.
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