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‘Silence,’ he warned again, with a prod of the dagger at her heart. A neighbor stopped by as the day wore on, causing her to duck and cower as he rang the doorbell over and over. “If you attempted such a thing it would be in order that I should smack you hard with the palm of my hand upon the cheek. ” “You like me?” “Yes. “A very clear statement, madam,” he said. ” She said. She could still remember herself at age five, staring knives and daggers at the men who came into the small yarn shop, under pretense of business but really just to leer. This was not the sort of confession which he had been expecting.
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