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Sooner or later we’ll certainly do something to clean those prisons you told me about—limewash the underside of life. Faugh!” She took up the last morsel of roll, and held it delicately between her long slim fingers. Her sense of humour could not wholly resist his abnormal gravity. No one ate with as much passionate gusto as a teenager could. He rather liked the "sir"; it signified both gratefulness and the chastened spirit. The taste of his sweat was intoxicating, like sweet brandy, like blood. ‘Have you any more pretty toys like that knife about you?’ ‘The girl’s a regular arsenal,’ Hilary snapped, giving up into his senior’s hand the nasty little weapon he had snatched. His safety must be looked to. She visited the corner that had been her own little garden—her forget-me-nots and candytuft had long since been elbowed into insignificance by weeds; she visited the raspberry-canes that had sheltered that first love affair with the little boy in velvet, and the greenhouse where she had been wont to read her secret letters. But I'm not worrying about that. She had fled back to Florence quite intent on slitting the new bride’s throat.
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