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"I am sorry," he says He does not sound sorry He sounds as if he is enjoying himself at our expense "How shall I pay for my

fault, er at his throat"Do you demand blood, m’lady?"

Pippa is oddly cool"If you wish"

"What is your wish,black curls bouncing against her shoulder blades"I wish for you to leave ht says "But I shall leave you with a gift"

He tosses the bundle to the ground and walks back into the thicket

"I thought you said you’d gotten rid of hiht I had," Pippa answers

"What did he bring you?" Ann asks She unwraps the bundle and falls back in the grass with a s forward

It is a goat’s head, covered in flies and dried blood

"How horrid!" Ann says, putting her hand to her mouth

"If thatto say to hihastly thing to do, and I wonder that the knight, as once drea-- a creature bound to her by theat the goat’s head intently She clutches her sto to be ill or cry But then she licks her lips just slightly, a look of longing in her eyes

She sees ive it a proper burial later," she says, linking her arood," I say,away

"Come back tomorrow!" she shouts"We’ll try another path I’m sure we’ll find it tomorrow!"

The ornate cuckoo clock on Felicity’s one for hours but it’s been less than a second of London time I’m still unsettled by the day’s events--Miss McCleethy standing outside Bedlaram, Mae Sutter and her friends And Pippa Yes, especially Pippa

"Shall we have so for the front door with us running behind her

Shaton? What is the matter?"