He smiled. It must be the dawn creeping in. I did not care—no woman really cares—to play the beggar maid to your King Cophetua. Swinging her arm in an arc, she let go of the foil and it flew across the chapel towards the main door, crashing down between the pews, and clattering onto the floor. " Immediately he stepped back.
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