"I'm at your mercy, Poll," rejoined Kneebone, abjectly. " "Are you sure of this?" asked Thames, who, though as brave a lad as need be, could not repress a shudder at the intelligence. He drove her to the Beck house, pulling up behind Cathy's red Nissan. "If things had gone smoothly," he thought, "I should have cursed the fellow's stupidity. "What poet was that?" "Stevenson. “Katy Pfister.
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