“By Jove!” he exclaimed. " "Then you are taking me on?" Spurlock's eyes grew soft like those of a dog that, expecting the whip, saw only the kindly hand. Traps, set with peculiar cunning; she had encountered them everywhere. Her long arms handled the sword with a memorized ease and grace. For a few minutes he kept them at bay. Immediately Spurlock began to chant one of these. Sir John and Annabel seated themselves at one of them, and the proprietor himself, a small dark-visaged man, radiant with smiles, came hurrying up, followed by a waiter.
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