" "When will you want me?"—with pitiful eagerness. He moved to one side, bowing and gesturing to the door. Only he hated the words he uttered, hated the blunt honesty which forced them from his lips. "Don't you perceive, my dear Mrs. “Surely!” he remarked, with an expression of worried appeal. ‘Sapristi. ’ ‘There is no need for this,’ he ventured mildly, and lifted his finger to show his own pistol was not cocked. ” He said while grabbing her hands and 229 jerking her to her feet like a puppet, callously. ’ ‘You mean Valade? Certainly not. "'Odd's-my-life!—what's that?" he cried, greatly alarmed.
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