"My portrait!" echoed Jack. " "Dying!" echoed the knight. Here was the place behind the shed where she had used to hide from Roddy’s persecutions, and here the border of herbaceous perennials under whose stems was fairyland. "When is he to suffer?" she demanded, fixing her large black eyes, which burnt with an insane gleam, upon him.
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