Lucy’s guts ached with jealousy and bitterness, building in a knot that twisted in her stomach, rag-like. ’ ‘Uh-oh,’ came from her infuriating suitor and his eyes dropped to the weapon she was dragging from the holster under her petticoat. Then, quite insensibly, her queenliness had declined. Sheppard, paralysed by the threat. \"Oh. His sword done with, he took up the bludgeon; balanced it in his hand; upon the points of his fingers; and let it fall with a smash, intentionally, upon the table.
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