’ He took a pace forward, seizing the gun with one hand, while the other locked her arm so that he could forcibly wrest the weapon from her. ’ ‘Hadn’t the wit, you mean. On this side was a razor with which a son had murdered his father; the blade notched, the haft crusted with blood: on that, a bar of iron, bent, and partly broken, with which a husband had beaten out his wife's brains. Sebastian administered bitter tonics to her, fluids she could not taste with her swollen tongue. It wasn't worth while to invest imaginatively a man with evil projects simply because he was physically ugly. Tell him the truth, Annabel. She tolerated spitballs in her curly hair and had to buy a new backpack when hers was stolen. But if not himself, there would be another soon enough. “I knew that you waited at the farmhouse. Jonathan's wicked threat is fulfilled at last. ’ ‘I think you—’ He broke off abruptly, astonished at what he had been about to say.
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