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There they stood with their angry faces close together as they quarreled over the two seconds. It seemed as if the dispute might end in blows. At first she could distinguish nothing, for the windows were closed; in a few minutes, however, she began to see that the floor was covered with blood, in which was reflected the bodies of several dead women hanging on the walls. These were all the wives of Blue Beard, who had killed them one after another. She was ready to die with fright, and the key, which she had taken out of the lock, fell from her hand. “But what does this mean?” he exclaimed. “What are you holding onto King for?”.
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