As she looked in this direction, the thief-taker raised his eyes—those gray, blood-thirsty eyes!—their glare froze the life-blood in her veins. She rose to the fire to stoke it. ” She felt, with a sudden horror, that she might weep. . Annabel half filled her glass with wine, and taking a little folded packet from her plate, shook the contents into it. . Fortescue, with a bow.
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