’ Kimble frowned direfully, staring at the weapon with its gold hilt and decorative pattern down the blade. Below was an uninspiring street, a thoroughfare of boarding-houses and apartments. But if I were dying of thirst, in a desert, I would not accept a cup of water at her hands. It was a work of no slight danger, for every instant a wall, or fragment of a building, came crashing to the ground. "You are an angel," she cried, with a look beaming with delight. Cursed him for his devotion that had made him come back for her, only to get himself shot by the fiendish Gosse. Its cavernous expanses equaled the upstairs of the house. But that's his American education.
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