" "What?" he barked. It was interesting to see how different and characteristic his mode of approach was to all sorts of questions that interested her, and it was amusing to discover this other side to the life of a Morningside Park inhabitant. "You've got to kill me to get out of here alive. Wait, though. Thames," she urged, "the errand, on which you're going, can't be for any good, or you wouldn't be afraid of mentioning it to my father. You do not make me afraid like this. Presently the odour of burnt powder mingled agreeably with that of the incense. One never knew when it would be necessary to resume her disguise.
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