I think she might be up to something. Anna admitted the fact. For a moment her thoughts led her back to the evening when she and Courtlaw had stood together before the window of her studio in Paris, before the coming of Sir John had made so many changes in her life. I bound him up good and tight, stuffed his mouth with a length of rope, taped it shut. ‘And I do not know why you are so polite, when you have been bad to me last night, and have taken my dagger. If nothing else had clinched that, the purse had. Why not? Imagine I’ve had a fit of hysteria—and that I’ve come round. “Why, among other things, did I put my knuckles in his neck—deliberately to hurt him?” She tried to sound the humorous note.
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