"Wretch!" she cried, "you shall not force me to your hateful purpose. " "That is a far more agreeable one, I must confess," returned Kneebone, with a self-sufficient smirk. The truth at once flashed across his mind. He knew she had been weeping. ‘I’ll play you at your own game,’ he growled, holding the foreshortened foil in place with rigid control. ” “Well?” “I went from Anna’s flat to Nigel Ennison’s rooms.
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