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’ A strangled sob escaped her as his thumb dug cruelly into the soft flesh of her wrist. You know not in what dark places my life has been cast; with what crimes it has been stained. ’ ‘Dieu du ciel,’ burst from mademoiselle as she jumped up. . ’ Gerald laughed and clapped him on the back. ” “I shall do very well, thank you, ma’am,” he answered shortly. Armed, however, with the implement he had so fortunately obtained, he did not despair of success. His feet would have the firm texture of his hands. There were no evidences of any struggle, no overturned chairs or disarranged furniture. Before he even glanced at the man on the floor he stepped over to her side and took the poker from her. Spurlock slept on.
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