Her sense followed the shoulders under his coat, down to where his flexible, sensitive-looking hand rested lightly upon the table. I’d do anything, Vee. She stepped backwards. But I dare not accept it. ’ ‘Was. Come up stairs, and take a glass of brandy. "Ah!" she screamed, seeing the uplifted weapon in Sheppard's hand, "don't hurt Thames—don't, dear Jack! If you want to kill somebody, kill me, not him.
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