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‘I don’t want to hurt you any more. She tried surreptitiously to reach her own dagger, in its cunning hiding place in her petticoat. On the floor, underneath the sixth row desks, was an ashtray with a small black dot of blood on its blunt round corner. And the fact that it was dressed in riding gear had fooled her into thinking it was her own image. .
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