Her cheeks flushed a dull red. " "Give me the brandy, and I'll tell you," replied Wood. ‘By traitors I am surrounded!’ ‘Stop talking utter twaddle,’ ordered Roding, marching up to the desk. The first peg was torture. Suddenly she felt her wrist grasped by a strong hand. She said that she dated him to be closer to me.
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