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I have counted you, and always hoped to count you, the best of my friends. She must kill this man, or kill herself. They will claim particular attention hereafter. He seemed inexorable, and inscrutable as fate itself. Outside stood a stocky, combat boot-clad girl of seventeen with a teased mass of spiky bottle-black hair. But a human being who is young and clean, as you are, is apt to ennoble—or explain away. “You certainly got him in the bag. He was painfully in earnest, too. Set yourself to find it out, if you will—but if you do, never dare to call yourself my friend again. For a time it really seemed all-sufficient to her that she should love. For now, I fear there is something worse, something more present. But the morning brought courage again, and those first intimations of horror vanished completely from her mind. He poured a pinch of tobacco into his palm and sniffed. "He said, by way of comfort, I suppose, after the fright he gave me at first, that the child would find a friend within twenty-four hours, who would stand by him through life. His blood would be sweet with it.
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