“I don’t know whether I shall go on,” said Gwen, a novel note of languorous professionalism creeping into her voice. I secured the dog after he had wounded me. She attacked me with a carving-knife, and, when I had disarmed her, the jade bit off a couple of fingers from my left hand.
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