Blueskin drew the knife
across his throat a second time, widening and deepening the wound; and
wrenching back the head to get it into a more favourable position, would
infallibly have severed it from the trunk, if the officers, who by this time had
recovered from their terror, had not thrown themselves upon him, and withheld
him. Wild. He
was staring at her, openly gaping. I see all the Movements. She made a few
protests, a few excuses for her action in accepting him, a few lame explanations,
but he did not heed them or care for them. Drink, and no
sustaining food. I’d rather starve!”
For a moment the conversation hung upon that declaration. "Hush!" she said, putting her lean fingers to her lips.
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