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” “May I ask,” Anna said softly, “what you presume to have been the nature of my errand here this evening?” Sir John pointed to Annabel, who was as yet utterly limp. But I am not indisposed to gratify you. She stared down at them from a high window, peering down at their moonlit faces in the bed heavy with furs, the same bed where she had given birth to Gianfrancesco’s dead son. He went over her features one by one in his mind. I hate myself!” She collapsed to the floor, sobbing. The infant’s body, now missing its pulverized head, was still twitching among the blood-soaked ruins of corpses. . Wood's," was the reply.
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