Several of the assailants carried links, so that the room was a blaze of light. Her hair, once red, faded to a thin gray that she kept cut into a practical short bob. For every Eden, there will be a serpent; for every sheepfold, there will be a wolf. Only Leonardo, and then Jack, had shown her that she might be admired. I am suspected of having shot the man. Between herself and yonder evil mind she had the strongest buckler God could give—love. I cut off her limbs so that she would not escape.
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