Chapter Seven ‘Oh, my God,’ burst from Gerald. She pulled the trigger. If anyone noticed, he did not report the event. See paragraph 1. It was in another world from that in which men will die for a kiss, and touching hands lights fires that burn up lives—the world of romance, the world of passionately beautiful things. ‘Who telled you that?’ ‘Do not ask me impertinent questions, but only go you and fetch this daughter here to me. Gerald glanced down and saw her dash at a spread of blood on his own hand, only now realising that her dagger had found its mark. ’ ‘Me, miss?’ uttered Mrs Ibstock doubtfully. She stabbed him with her canines. It was wonderful. Anna sprang to her feet and made for the dressing-room door.
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