“Every one raves about her,” Lady Angela continued. She cut a deep gash into her own arm with a steel screw, loosing drops of her own blood onto the floorboards. "What motive have you for concealment?" he demanded. ’ ‘But I have told you I have not another dagger, even a little one. " At the sound of his voice every vestige of colour fled from Winifred's cheeks, and the work upon which she was engaged fell from her hand. It was an odd room, used principally for the reception of guests and visiting dignitaries, packed from end to end with ill-assorted sofas and padded chairs.
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