Ennison roused himself with an effort, took a long drink from his whisky and soda, and lit a cigarette. ‘Do not move, messieurs, or I shall be compelled to blow off your head. ” The man contented himself with a nod. ‘Did you sigh and flutter your eyelashes?’ ‘Certainly I did. "'Sblood!" cried Jonathan, who had listened to the foregoing conversation with angry wonder, "I've been nicely done here.
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