Wood rest till he brought the villains to justice. His curiosity, his literary instincts, had been submerged by the recurring thought of the fool he had made of himself. What are you after?’ ‘But my pistol and dagger, imbecile,’ she exclaimed impatiently, moving sharply back. ’ The girl nodded understandingly. Sure of foot, noiseless, he made the veranda and paused at the side of one of the screened windows. ’ ‘That’s right,’ agreed the militiaman, coming forward to stand before her. He was conscious of a quickening of his heartbeat and the familiar rise of adrenalin that sent his senses soaring in anticipation. Ennison too, always handsome and debonnair, seemed transported out of his calm self. " "All right.
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