He could not make good his hold. To fight inertia on the one hand and to study this queer girl on the other. I didn't think. The struggle had dislodged the white wimple, which was evidently too large for her, and her black hair broke free, whirling like a whiplash about her head as her hands curled into fists, coming up to beat at his chest, her little teeth bared for attack. After all, you failed in obtaining the secret from her, Sir Rowland.
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