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It was her foster brother Mike, on his way to the bathroom. “Please forgive me—for one moment,” she sobbed. Jack Kimble stiffened, looking at his interrogator with wary anger in his face. She would be elemental; there would be in her somewhere the sleeping tigress. " Thames glanced at the despatch, and, after a moment's reflection, inquired, "In what way is the attempt upon my life to be made?" "That I couldn't ascertain," replied Jack; "but I advise you to be upon your guard. His face was a little flushed perhaps, and his small, brown eyes were bright.
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