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In the hall below she could hear his firm voice giving quick commands to the servants. His eyes were set too close together. None at all. She is a woman chosen in youth for her beauty and her intelligence. “Can you spare me forty pounds?” she said. The arm about her was steel hard, and she felt the weapon that was placed at her heart, which thumped uncomfortably in her chest. Manning, with a baffling smile. Like appendicitis. " And, with the uninjured hand he drew a pistol, which he fired, but without effect, at Jack. This person, whose age might be about forty, was attired in a brown double-breasted frieze coat, with very wide skirts, and a very narrow collar; a light drugget waistcoat, with pockets reaching to the knees; black plush breeches; grey worsted hose; and shoes with round toes, wooden heels, and high quarters, fastened by small silver buckles.
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