Somehow her walk home with him had been transmogrified into a melodramatic rejection, a slamming. Then she looked at her aunt, and traced with a curious eye the careful arrangement of her hair, her sharp nose, the little drooping lines of mouth and chin and cheek. The image did not move. ‘As for your dagger—’ She held out her hand palm up, as if she expected him to give her the weapon.
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