Watching her strip had been delicious for him, and a part of him enjoyed her self-consciousness acutely. His letter of credit; probably that was it; and, observing the strangeness of the room he was in, his first concern on returning to consciousness would naturally relate to his letter of credit. At a little distance from the party, sat a tall, sinister-looking personage, with harsh inflexible features, a gaunt but muscular frame, and large bony hands. These were so outside her experience that she found it possible to thrust them almost out of sight by saying they would be “all right” in confident tones to herself. He took her hands firmly in his and raised them to his lips. But what did the occupant of the box care? The laugh was always with the dead: they were out of the muddle.
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