As she danced there was in her ears the faded echo of wooden tom-toms. ‘What you can do, Lucy, rather than make enquiries, is introduce me to this comte and comtesse. He pressed the bloody wrist into her mouth, and she though she could not feel it or 72 control it, she knew she was being made to swallow. "Rather a devil," groaned her son, "to have done this. ‘It—it is—nothing,’ she uttered jerkily.
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