She attacked me with a carving-knife, and, when I had disarmed her, the jade bit off a couple of fingers from my left hand. She had black hair, fine eyebrows, and a clear complexion; and the forces that had modelled her features had loved and lingered at their work and made them subtle and fine. Wood hadn't struck me. The room was dark and dusty. . “She”, you say.
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