She lunged without warning again, and Gosse, just catching her blade on his own, was obliged to retreat backwards up the little stair. He grabbed her hair viciously and whispered loudly into her tear-streaked face. " "So do I!" she cried; "for then you would have been really my brother. ‘It is the life I know.
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