You make of me once more a game? Eh bien, I have told your friend that I will kill you, and if you will give me my dagger this minute, I shall do so at once. And thus it was that she came upon a book of Stevenson's verse—her first adventure into poetry. He knew that tragedy was as blind as justice, that it struck the child and the grown-up impartially. The recollection of the forlorn and loveless years—stirred into consciousness by the unexpected confrontation—bent her as the high wind bends the water-reed. You cannot arrest yourself. Girls screamed in chorus.
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