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Gosse would have killed me, and perhaps in the fight I might kill him. I know that in my heart I would take whatever he gave. A dozen books lay upon the counterpane. E. Stanley considered. "Bring him out, Quilt. ’ She saw the weapon wrenched from Emile’s hand and he dropped to the bench of the pew and sat there, grasping helplessly at the welling blood on his arm. She was vehemently impatient—she did not clearly know for what—to do, to be, to experience.
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