"Why do you laugh?" he asked. ‘Have you
any more pretty toys like that knife about you?’
‘The girl’s a regular arsenal,’ Hilary snapped, giving up into his senior’s hand
the nasty little weapon he had snatched. Her cheeks seemed to burn, her veins ran riot, and her heart was beating
so fast that she was sure he must feel it through his scarlet coat. “I said you were”—he shouted—“NOT TO GO!”
She made, and overdid, an immense effort to be a princess. And I want him out of uniform. She could feel her body rebel against her actions,
convulsing, so she forced herself to think of her mother
in Heaven, her mother's beautiful face, the sun dancing
across the rivers of her home. 1. .
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