With a cry of triumph, he rose, the sword hilt grasped in his fingers, the point swishing up towards her. ‘Come, cry a truce. “I was surprised, I admit,” he said. ’ The gentleness in his voice nearly overset her. She possessed it, astonishing fact! She had summoned this energy so continuously during the past four weeks that now it was abiding; she knew that it would always be with her, on guard. Saturday mornings at the Beck house were routine, coffee, newspaper, bagels, and Looney Toons in no particular order. A paralyzing horror was upon her. ‘Sapristi.
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