Her cheeks burned for a moment or two when she reached the street, although she held her head upright and walked blithely, even humming to herself fragments of an old French song. But, egad! I believe he will. ‘Wait! No time for that. A snarl contorted his features, and he marched up to it, laying his pistol down on the marquetry table so that his hands were free to grab the picture off the wall. “It’s precious unromantic. But I mustn't think of these things, or I shall grow mad.
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