“We have no airs and graces here, and my hat hangs from a peg in the passage. I thought my sister and her murdered husband dragged me hither, to this very room, and commanded you to slay me. My sister made me over, you know. With all your cunning, we're more than a match for you. She could even think of what had happened. ‘As for your dagger—’ She held out her hand palm up, as if she expected him to give her the weapon.
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