192 Her skirt had ridden almost to her hips. “Don’t you have a wife? Where are your children?” She asked. ‘As for your dagger—’ She held out her hand palm up, as if she expected him to give her the weapon. Lucy saw it happen as if in slow motion. Anna did not pause, but she looked over her shoulder with slightly lifted eyebrows. Sorry to be so nosy. She was pensive and thoughtful.
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