" "And you flatter yourself you can detain me?" laughed Jack. It was now whitening, hissing, and seething like an enormous cauldron. I daresay that is one of the names of the nuns in your convent. ‘When I thought to make them sympathique for me, with a little tear, you understand, and some tricks feminine of this kind—’ ‘Feminine tricks, too?’ cut in Gerald admiringly, controlling a quivering lip. ‘Jacques! This—this bête he attacks me, and you stand there and you do nothing. I should never have noticed the miniature at all, if it hadn't been for him. Chapter VI A QUESTION OF IDENTIFICATION The little man with the closely-cropped beard and hair looked at her keenly through his gold eye-glasses. " "Bull's eye!" piped O'Higgins. And yet, the doctor recalled an expression of the girl's: that it was not a dissipated face, only troubled.
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