"Beat down their blades," cried the Master; "no bloodshed. Ann Veronica forgot him as soon as she was through the gate, and her face resumed its expression of stern preoccupation. Lucy’s guts ached with jealousy and bitterness, building in a knot that twisted in her stomach, rag-like. " CHAPTER VI. A nod was exchanged.
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