" "To business, Sir!" said the knight, with a look of abhorrence. “Wise! Kind! What mockery words are! I came because I had to. Remember! not a word!" So saying, he huddled the mantle over Wood's shoulders, dashed the lantern to the ground, and extinguished the light. She cut a deep gash into her own arm with a steel screw, loosing drops of her own blood onto the floorboards. It was his redemption, his ticket out of hell—that blue-serge coat. But he held the smile until she turned away from the curtain. Lucy saw that perhaps she had been attracted to Martin all along. “Perhaps,” she said, “it is the London climate. He was ready to seed his legacy, and you were a pawn to be moved out of the way.
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