But, moving through into the first of the large main rooms that led one into another around the house, with here and there an antechamber between, it was obvious that the task was not going to be easy. 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. The future? He dared not speculate upon that. “It is Michelle, John. Then, if you are bad to me, I can more easily blow off your head. There was no one else in the doorway.
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