" "Never count your chickens till they're hatched," observed Mrs. "Who's there?—Pshaw! it's only the wind. Warm life was behind that always, even if it slept. She helped Jack to sit down, and dragged the jacket off him, lifting his shirt to expose the gash that had sliced across his side. Automatically, she glanced at the slight red graze left on her neck that marked the point where Gerald’s sword had nicked her. Unless he has killed someone.
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