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Hollo rumbled in his throat. "May I beg to know whom I've the pleasure of adressing? Jackson, I conclude, is merely an assumed name. Wood now re-appeared with a very red face; and, followed by Winifred, took her seat at the table. The struggle had dislodged the white wimple, which was evidently too large for her, and her black hair broke free, whirling like a whiplash about her head as her hands curled into fists, coming up to beat at his chest, her little teeth bared for attack. Annabel watched her with wide-open, terrified eyes. If the Wastrel had not turned the instant he did, the ball would have missed him; as it was he turned directly into its path. There were words, then, that ran on indefinitely, with reversals? Here they meant one thing; there, the exact opposite. "But your threats won't prevent my leaving the room when I please, and as I please. Sheppard, vainly trying to discover a gleam of compassion in the thief-taker's inexorable countenance,—"Mercy! mercy!" "Pshaw!" rejoined Jonathan.
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