" "At all events, let me send her away, my dear," supplicated the carpenter, anxious to avert the impending storm. Blueskin might have butchered you and your brat before I'd have lifted a finger to prevent him, if it hadn't suited my purposes to do so, and he hadn't incurred my displeasure. I will not be persecuted in this way by you. At this moment, his quick ears detected the sound of footsteps on the stairs. The next page was a drawing that she had made in pen and ink of his face, or what she had remembered of it.
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