It was apparent, and then it faded into the quality of an inevitable necessity. He pressed the bloody wrist into her mouth, and she though she could not feel it or 72 control it, she knew she was being made to swallow. The conflict was of short duration; for Shotbolt was no match for his athletic antagonist. Then Sheila noticed the stains. ’ ‘Precisely. When I've had an hour's rest, I'll be after Blueskin. She seized the key, and he grasped her hand and squeezed it roughly and painfully between the handle and the ward as she tried to turn it.
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