” He fancied that she was yielding, but her eyes fell once more upon that fatal envelope, and her tone when she spoke was colder than ever. "But you've given me what I don't possess. The tension was palpable. . No, you don’t!” Ennison had moved stealthily a little nearer to him, and looked suddenly into the dark muzzle of the revolver. It was her figure, her style of dress, her manner of arranging the hair. ‘But on the off chance—slim, I grant you —that there is a spy down there, I don’t want to miss the fun. He was nearly wincing. ‘Beg your pardon, ma’am, but she’s enough to try the patience of a saint.
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