The Opposite House: A Novel — page 51: what you’re looking at

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46 The Opposite flouse. He gazed at her in stern astonishment; then, smiling calmly, held up the gold case. ‘My talisman, my sacred legacy. So long as I possess it, 1 am panoplied against you !” One more look at the radiant creature—it would be the last—and his steps died away on the soft carpet. Butthe laughing butterfly within the room raised her clenched right hand and, from the depths of her sorely wounded heart, muttered a fierce: “Revenge |’ Comicboookk<s C@