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. "No"—as if her thoughts were elsewhere. " "Graves. Your attitude to me—” He fell into a brown study. She went on her way now no longer dreaming and appreciative, but disturbed and unwillingly observant behind her mask of serene contentment.
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