When the bell rang, she lagged behind as was her habit. " Sir Rowland made no reply, but angrily quickened his pace. As she did so, the ruffles to the jacket of her riding habit fell away, exposing livid blue bruises about her wrist, ugly in the light of day from the window at their back. "Indeed!" replied the knight, drawing his sword, "the secret, villain, or I will force it from you.
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