The wound lay open for five seconds, and then closed neatly as if it had been stitched by invisible hands. How the devil did you break a picture?’ ‘Don’t be obtuse, Hilary. ” “Served the beast right,” Ennison declared. His sword-arm fell useless at his side and she knew herself safe. A few random students gawked at them in the hall. He rambled in an unfortunate monotone, the result of his innate fear of public speaking. His energy began to slip away and she sank her teeth into his fat carotid artery below the piano wire, which had drawn blood from his neck. .
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