‘As for your dagger—’ She held out her hand palm up, as if she expected him to give her the weapon. The crowner's 'quest sat on her yesterday—and if she hadn't been proved out of her mind, she would have been buried at four lane-ends. I shall lose my fees and the laced coat. She must kill this man, or kill herself. “Don’t fence with me,” Anna cried fiercely. "I'm prudence personified. "What a wonderful colour!" she exclaimed.
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