He looked at his port wine as though that tawny ruby contained the solution of the matter. I’m sorry to hurt your feelings. The slim knife was wrested from her grasp, and she was flung backwards, towards the bookcases. ‘Oh, I do love a flatterer. A hollow plunge, echoed and re-echoed by the walls, marked his descent into the water. "My coat!" he repeated, his glance burning into hers.
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