" "Company!" echoed Rachel; "at this time of night?" "Company, child," repeated Kneebone. With incredible labour, and by the aid of both spike and nail, he succeeded in getting the point of the bar beneath the fillet. Her cogitations were dissipated by a knock on the door. She cleaned everything, wiped every surface, mopped and scrubbed every last drop of blood. You are my slave—and such you shall continue. The lips of the mask twisted upward into a smile.
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