"Assassin!" she shrieked, as she was seized by the hair, thrown to the ground on the edge of the precipice, lost.
The dog barked at the tragic group.
It was a brief and fierce struggle, like the sudden outburst of supreme hate which, up to then, had been smouldering, unsuspected, in the hearts of implacable enemies.
And they both crashed down to death, clasped in each other's arms.
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