The man could put a bullet through her before she could hope to reach any one of them. And, with a glance of malignant exultation, he quitted the vault, and locked the door. The baby crawled towards them, seeking their blood. He then unlocked a cabinet, opened a secret drawer, and, lifter ransacking its contents, discovered a paper he was in search of, and a glove. He gripped the window-sill behind him. “Garçon,” he said, “will you ask the gentleman at the next table if he will do me the honour of taking a glass of wine with me.
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