needn’t insult me, Margaret. You might think I’m of no importance, but you can be sure that the officers of the law, as well as the prominent citizens of this town, will be looking for me before the sun sets.”
“Probably,” she said, pulling a large, well-mended, but clean handkerchief from her skirt pocket. A bit of blood, my blood, had splashed onto the front of her dress and the cuffs of her right sleeve. Not enough blood, unfortunately, that anyone would have reason to think she’d been doing anything more dangerous than preparing meat for her husband’s evening meal.
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