‘At me,’ she uttered, holding her own pistol high and aiming it steadily. Wood could stand it no longer. The pouting cherry lips were slightly parted and the very faintest of panting breaths, together with the quick rise and fall of an alluring bosom, betrayed her fear. The voices went into his ears but left no impression of their import. Leonardo had not taught her to do so. ’ ‘Lucky indeed,’ answered Gerald, glancing at the pair again.
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