The work of plunder over, that of destruction commenced. "I'm at your mercy, Poll," rejoined Kneebone, abjectly. ’ Shock ripped through Charvill’s chest. ‘Then it must certainly be Eugénie. The life with which he had endued these sheets of paper began to beckon imperiously. “One is always playing the surgeon, one kills always the thing one loves best. His glance came up again and met hers.
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