" "Ah! Sometimes I wonder I don't run amok and kill someone," said the Wastrel, in broken English. Wood!" exclaimed Jack, in surprise. As she did so, the ruffles to the jacket of her riding habit fell away, exposing livid blue bruises about her wrist, ugly in the light of day from the window at their back. " "What? Good Lord, he's alive with fleas! They'll be all over the place. He threw up his hand, reeled for a moment on his feet, and collapsed upon the floor.
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