Then she came a few steps to meet him. Aside from some loose coin and a trunk key, there was nothing in the pockets: no mail, no letter of credit, not even a tailor's label. She raided their settlements in shifts, staggering her kills from tribe to tribe, undiscriminating of their petty politics. She cut a deep gash into her own arm with a steel screw, loosing drops of her own blood onto the floorboards. Then she fell into a fever of remorse for the habit of bad language she had acquired. It filled his thoughts for the rest of the day, and became an obsession.
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