’ Then she ran swiftly out of the library, calling out as her cavalier was almost at the front door. Jack was lying so still, for a moment she panicked. The beautiful gowns and the flashing bare shoulders and arms of the women had disturbed and distressed her. Her eyes were dilated— fixed in a horrified stare at the parting in the curtains which hung before the window. His name was Marvel, and his avocation, which was as repulsive as his looks, was that of public executioner. He heard Rollo's stump beat a gentle tattoo on the floor.
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