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White Blackmail
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Shesatstill,feelingnothing,wonderingnumblywhetherthiswashowitfelttohearadeathsentenceonehaddreaded,buthadneverquitebelievedpossible.
Herfirstmovementwasasuddenjerkofherheadtowardtheexitdoor;sheasked,hervoicelow,hermouthdistortedbyhatred,"Whowashe?"
Danaggerlaughed."Ifyou’veguessedthatmuch,youshouldhaveguessedthatit’saquestionIwon’tanswer."
"OhGod,KenDanagger!"shemoaned;hiswordsmadeherrealizethatthebarrierofhopelessness,ofsilence,ofunansweredquestionswasalreadyerectedbetweenthem;thehatredhadbeenonlyathinwirethathadheldherforamomentandshebrokewithitsbreaking.
"OhGod!"
"You’rewrong,kid,"hesaidgently."Iknowhowyoufeel,butyou’rewrong,"thenaddedmoreformally,asifrememberingthepropermanner,asifstilltryingtobalancehimselfbetweentwokindsofreality,"I’msorry,MissTaggart,thatyouhadtocomeheresosoonafter."
"Icametoolate,"shesaid."That’swhatIcameheretoprevent.Iknewitwouldhappen."
"Why?"
"Ifeltcertainthathe’dgetyounext,whoeverheis."
"Youdid?That’sfunny.Ididn’t."
"Iwantedtowarnyou,to...toarmyouagainsthim."
Hesmiled.
