“You are a Red,” Rosetta whispered. “I can smell them miles
away. I should kill you; you have come to spy on us. “ Shaving his cheek with her flick-knife, she said: “Come here again and I will gut you like the
pig you are. When the great day comes and it will be soon, I will shoot you Red
scum down in the streets like vermin.”
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