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Updated: May 15, 2025
Here she took a silver comb from her pocket and fell to smoothing her hair; and as she sat thus cross-legged upon the grass, I saw that the snowy linen at throat and bosom was spotted with great gouts of blood. "Are ye wounded?" quoth I, pointing to these ugly stains. "Bah! 'Tis none of mine, fool! 'Tis the blood of Cestiforo!" "Who is he?" "The captain of yon ship."
Ah, ah mayhap you shall grow wiser anon. But now," said she, rising and putting away her comb, "bring me where I may eat, for I am famished with hunger." "Also you are very foul of blood!" said I. "Yes," says she soft-voiced, and glancing from me to her stained finery and back again. "Yes. And is this so great a matter?" "To-night you murdered a man!" "I killed him yes. Cestiforo he was drunk.
"I am Joanna!" quoth she, her red lips curving to the smile I ever found so hateful. "Oh, Madre de Dios, where now are your tongues? And never a smile among ye! Is there a man here that will not obey Joanna no? Joanna that could kill any of ye single-handed as she killed Cestiforo!" At this was an uneasy stir and muttering among them, and Belvedere's sleepy eyes widened suddenly.
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