I know something about
men. ‘She’s an eviltempered little termagant, yes, but there’s no malice aforethought. You needn’t be in any
doubt about it. He jumped back, wrenching the sword away. The body of Jack Sheppard, meanwhile, was borne along by that tremendous
host, which rose and fell like the waves of the ocean, until it approached the
termination of the Edgeware Road. As silent as she had remained about who had brought her home last night. Pah!’
She flounced about and, crossing to the bed, plonked down on it, pointedly
averting her face and resting the large pistol in her lap. Without turning or looking in his
direction she leaned forwards, her head supported upon her fingers, her elbows
upon her knees.
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