She threw out a hand to stop herself from cannoning into them and, losing balance, tripped over her own petticoats and fell to the carpeted floor, her hat falling off as she did so. ‘As for your dagger—’ She held out her hand palm up, as if she expected him to give her the weapon. gutenberg. It was exactly as Sebastian had foreseen.
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