But the free arm of the stranger hit him a flail-like blow on the chest and sent him sprawling into the yielding sand. The recollection of all her unhappiness, the loveless years, the unending loneliness, the injustice of it, rolled up to her lips in verbal lava. That’s why I wanted your weapons. “A glass slipped from the table,” he explained.
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