I was sure you could not have the heart to slay a child—an innocent child. You cannot arrest yourself. Reaction set in and she leapt at him, beating at his chest with her fists. ‘My dear boy, your loyalty is misplaced. It was an oldfashioned peasant blouse, white, square necked, and trimmed with lace. ” She glanced out of the window, and the distant trees were a froth of hard spring green and almond blossom. But the love of life prevailed over his fears.
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