’ She tossed her head. That’s why he was so annoyed, you know. What could she do? Reluctantly, at a second curt command, she began to step across the uncarpeted floor, her eyes never leaving the threatening pistol. ’ Departed? ‘Tchah! I suppose the vicomte threw him out?’ Watching the fellow’s face, Everett felt his suspicion growing. "My horse is at the door, saddled, with pistols in the holsters,—mount him and fly.
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