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’ ‘Then leave me to guard myself, and do not ask me questions any more,’ she snapped, and crouched down suddenly, searching about for her dagger. ‘Espèce de bête,’ she snarled. I sat within a few feet of him. But his words were borne away by the driving wind. ’ ‘That is silly. Two souls in travail; one inspired by fresh hopes, the other, by fresh despairs.
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