She wore a black satin dress, a little shiny at the seams, a purposeless bow of white tulle at the back of her neck, and a huge chatelaine. By a miracle, he averted its path, his hold on the girl’s mouth shifting fast to grasp her wrist. "Get ready your heaviest irons, Austin. " "My strength fails me," gasped the fugitive. The very sight of these impediments, would have appalled a less courageous spirit than Sheppard's—but nothing could daunt him.
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