Then he hovered undecidedly for some seconds with his hands in his pockets and his mouth puckered to a whistle before he turned to go home by the Avenue. Gosse cursed him finely, of course, but there was nothing he could do. With a cry of triumph, he rose, the sword hilt grasped in his fingers, the point swishing up towards her.
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