” He examined the emerald in his hands and placed it carefully on the glass table. So, bloody but unbeaten, weak and spent but undaunted, he waited for the Wastrel to spring up. And if the woman is not a rival, she must be—yes, that must be it. ’ Lucilla burst into laughter and clapped her hands. They then took off their boots, and crept stealthily up stairs, treading upon the point of their toes so cautiously, that not a board creaked beneath their weight.
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