Racing, he reached it perhaps a moment or two later. It began to rain, a cold sweat of precipitation that was more sickly than refreshing. The air might be cool, but half an hour without head-gear was an invitation to sunstroke. She had never let off a pistol in her life. She remained for some seconds crouching at the fender, poker in hand. But then he began to take steps, and, at last, strides to something more and more like predominance.
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