. we’ll stop by the Amoco on Maple. “Like what, Lucy?” She saw the panic threaten to overtake him. His eyes were narrow with desire like a panther’s as he grinned at seeing her visibly satisfied. He had been reading Belfort Bax, and declared himself a convert. A vein of conviction mingled with his burlesque.
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