A. You wanted to play a lone hand. Jack, whose back was towards it, did not see it; but he heard, from the pitying exclamations of the crowd, that it was in view. Aside from some loose coin and a trunk key, there was nothing in the pockets: no mail, no letter of credit, not even a tailor's label. Slowly she released the hammer on the pistol, uncocking it, and Gerald became conscious that he had been holding his breath. His lips parted in a rare smile.
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