She hoped that he would at long last remember his young male pride. I don’t want you to be sad. —Providence, I mean—HAS arranged it so that men will keep you, more or less. "Ready!" answered Smith, shaking himself, and producing a similar pair of weapons. She glanced at the soft-ticking clock with the exposed brass pendulum upon the white marble mantel, and made a rapid calculation.
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