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“You must answer me, Annabel,” she continued. The noise of a bolt came to Alderley’s ears. He barely shook the rose petals from her hair. His new wife’s face was sweet and angelic with hair the color of flax, her belly already visibly large beneath a roe skin pelt. I tell you this child would have been strangled. I snatched it up, pointed it blindly at him, and fired. But was that enough? Dim, formless suspicions of something more vital wandered about his mind.
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