She took a deep breath. Sheppard, and neither deserve nor desire your thanks. As he passed out he saw in the hall a quietly dressed man with keen grey eyes, talking to one of the footmen. She looked at me as though I were some unclean thing, as though my soul were weighted with every sin in the calendar. The knife is at my breast.
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