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Thinks they’re the same as soldiers. She
was instinctively aware of him as she had been of Julian. ‘Leonardo again,’ he growled. The chair
had extension arms over which a man might comfortably dangle his legs. The picture in her mind altered and she saw again the way
Gerald had looked with consternation upon the bruises he had inflicted on her
wrist. . She hated it, she hated the mission-house;
she hated the sleek lagoon, the palms, the burning sky. ‘I’m a soldier, missie. At this moment, Blueskin
appeared with the lamp, and revealed a horrible spectacle,—the floor deluged
with blood,—various articles of furniture upset,—papers scattered about,—the
murdered man's cloak, trampled upon, and smeared with gore,—his hat, crushed
and similarly stained,—his sword,—the ensanguined cloth,—with several other
ghastly evidences of the slaughterous deed.
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