But where in the world was the girl? A door led to another chamber beyond. 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. I overlooked the mechanical imperfections of your work, the utter lack of finish, the crudeness of your drawing.
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