Using the shirt, she cleaned away the blood. Lucy felt herself go very red in the cheeks and lowered her hand rather slowly. Or mad, just as the captain had said so many times. “Then why the devil,” he demanded, “do you let me stand you dinners and the opera—and why do you come to a cabinet particuliar with me?” He became radiant with anger. "Dying, Sir Rowland.
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