Her shoulders began to ache. His arm entered the round window of the white haze of her vision, his wrist spouting blood in currents, dripping on the stone floor. “I am only sorry that I did not ask you to go with me. Even in the daylight, it had a sombre and suspicious air, and seemed to slink back from the adjoining houses, as if afraid of their society.
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