Dizzily, she grabbed at the mantel for support and, resting her head on her hands, paid no heed to a betraying sound behind her—until an unexpected arm encircled her. "Why, of hanging the fellow who acts as his jackal; one Blake, or Blueskin, I think he's called. She screamed involuntarily—she had never in her life screamed before—and then she began to wriggle and fight like a frightened animal against the men who were holding her. "Jack!" exclaimed Thames. ’ ‘Of course you weren’t there,’ snapped Hilary.
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