She stopped abruptly, and looked in a flower-shop window. His arm entered the round window of the white haze of her vision, his wrist spouting blood in currents, dripping on the stone floor. Sheppard. Then Courtlaw looked across at her with a white puzzled face. "Very well," said Rachel, with a toss of her pretty head, "very well.
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