Her head was downcast as she studied the museum-like exhibits of various dusts on the resilient tile flooring. Knives were worse, especially when you were stabbed back and left traces of your own blood at the crime scene. She threw out a hand to stop herself from cannoning into them and, losing balance, tripped over her own petticoats and fell to the carpeted floor, her hat falling off as she did so. He had pictured her, if indeed she had ever had the courage to do this thing, as sitting alone, convulsed with guilty fear, starting at her own shadow, a slave to constant terror.
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