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Particles of bullet were embedded in Rhea’s large arm as she swung across the stones in her donated legs. So that it seemed to her the whole world had changed —the very light of it had changed. And she—’ ‘She!’ interrupted the young lady crossly. A hand of iron fell upon the scowling young man’s shoulder. He looked fiercely and inquiringly from one to the other of his companions; but, though both of them were excessively frightened, neither appeared guilty. He hung over her—he and his loan to her and his connection with her and that terrible evening—a vague, disconcerting possibility of annoyance and exposure.
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