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She had very frizzy hair indeed, very black eyebrows, a profusion of metallic adornments about her neck and waist, and an engaging smile. Wood, whose admiration for masculine beauty was by no means abated, glanced at the well-proportioned figure of the young man, and made him a very civil salutation. At this juncture, Sir Cecil and his followers appeared at the threshold. All the king's horses and all the king's men could not undo what was done; nor kill the strange exquisite flower that had grown up in his own lonely heart. It was the gallows. Gerald glanced down and saw her dash at a spread of blood on his own hand, only now realising that her dagger had found its mark.

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