It did not matter that he wore the cloth; something was wrong with him. “I—I am sorry—I didn’t explain. ‘You’re either mad, or in love. She did not see the metal pole swing toward the back of her skull, nor did she feel her own blood spoiling her light hair after the dull crack of metal broke her flesh. ‘You have rifled his papers.
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