His energy began to slip away and she sank her teeth into his fat carotid artery below the piano wire, which had drawn blood from his neck. A single false step might have precipitated him into the street; or, if he had trodden upon an unsound part of the roof, he must have fallen through it. “The dawn!” said Miss Miniver, with her glasses reflecting the fire like pools of blood-red flame. Lucy clutched the pencil in defeat. I'll try to fill in the gaps.
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