There he paused again, half turning his back and pretending to look for someone among the soldiers on the benches. I guess those books are okay because they are fiction. “I gave your name. As she looked in this direction, the thief-taker raised his eyes—those gray, blood-thirsty eyes!—their glare froze the life-blood in her veins. " "And so Sir Rowland murdered his friend," remarked Wood. Just because she was sorry for that young fool! "Uh-huh," he repeated, rising and bowing as he passed Ruth's table. He began to think of speeches, very firm, explicit speeches, he would make. Voilà tout. Aha!" he continued, producing a short silver staff, which he carried constantly about with him, and uttering a terrible imprecation, "I see you're confounded. The key is in my trousers.
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