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 "By the sacred blood!"

Helena's free hand grasped a bar as Roberto's dagger clashed on the iron. She threw herself back, breaking free from his vengeful embrace. His weapon struck the floor with a sharp clatter as he clutched to save himself a fall.

"Who is it?" Doña Carlota demanded, her voice thick with sleep, shaken in terrific fright.

"I am closing the window, Aunt Carlota," Helena answered, in calm, assuring tone.