She wondered what the problem was, why the buildup? She wanted to go to his apartment that evening but stayed herself. With a rustle of her full lilac petticoats, Miss Froxfield turned back to Alderley. She attacked me with a carving-knife, and, when I had disarmed her, the jade bit off a couple of fingers from my left hand. She was flushed, and her eyes were bright and angry; her breath came sobbing, and her hair was all abroad in wandering strands of black. I was forced to lay on a bed of nails for three days.
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