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upon the mantel All this I saw but dimly, for there was a irl had leapt up on

me across the table

"You!" said she, in a low, repressed voice--"you?"

Now, as she spoke, I saw the glitter of steel in her hand

"Keep back!" she said, in the same subdued tone, "keep back--I

warn you!" But I only leaned there against the door, even as she

had done; indeed, I doubt if I could have

her, she stah

"So--he has hurt you?" she cried; "you are all blood--it is

running down your face--the Country Buhed again "I ly, "but you see--I was prepared for

you," and she held up the knife, "prepared for you--and now--you

are pale, and hurt, and faint--yes, you are faint--the Country

Bumpkin has done his ell I shall not need this, after

all--see!" And she flung the knife upon the table