She fought a compulsive urge to yank his shirt free. She bound a scarf tightly round the place where the blood seemed to be coming from. It was an oldfashioned peasant blouse, white, square necked, and trimmed with lace. " She sent a covert glance toward the young man. “Here goes for the new life!” “Here goes for the new life,” he echoed and stood up. ’ ‘Comment? You wish to murder me?’ ‘No, I wish to beat you,’ he retorted. “Annabel!” He looked at her thoughtfully. The hand which the man had been holding hung limp and nerveless at her side.
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