The music throbbed into the warnings that preceded the king’s irruption. She waited for him to leave the room, and turned back to Gerald. "Vill this do?" demanded the constable, taking the candle from the lantern, the better to display the narrow limits of the hole. "I thought as much," continued Jonathan. . Gerald’s thoughts raced as he reached out supporting hands and murmured meaningless phrases to soothe. 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. Some one was standing beside him. “Beats me.
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