“And I would attack him again,” Anne retorted. An unbecoming brick-red flush was laid over her customary greyish pallor. “And after that, her. A fine and fitting punishment for him, to take away the woman he loves!” “You have lost your wits,” Darcy informed her, then managed to rise to his feet. Everything ached, his ribs definitely felt broken, and his groin throbbed in a way that was making him nauseated. He turned towards the door and began to walk out of the room, only to be stopped by a phial hitting him in the back of the head. He heard it clatter to the marble floor and turned back to
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and we say INSANE ASYLUM
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