“Annabel,” she said slowly, “if I fight this thing out myself, can I trust you that it
will not be a vain sacrifice? After what you have said it is useless for us to play
with words. ”
He sat like a man turned to stone. He stood completely still as she moved her tongue up and
down its shaft. “Get you a cold one?”
“No thanks. ’
She turned, her eyes narrowed. ”
Chapter XIX
“THIS IS NOT THE END”
“I said some afternoon,” she remarked, throwing open her warm coat, and taking
off her gloves, “but I certainly did not mean to-day. " The tone was neutral. Some rustic hand had written upon the door "JACK
SHEPPARD'S CAGE;" and upon the wall was affixed a large placard describing
his person, and offering a reward for his capture. .
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