’ Baring his teeth in a smile of triumph that was every bit an animal snarl, and leaping up onto the seat of the pew he was in, he jumped hazardously to the next. Ray Plote would not leave a written explanation. “Call me Annabel. It was a capital diversion; and as usual the Leatherneck bested the Britisher, in seven rounds. " And he proceeded to handcuff his captive. I shall never go back to him; never, never!" Distressed, embarrassed beyond measure by this unexpected tragic revelation, the doctor puttered about among the bottles on the stand.
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