His sword-arm fell useless at his side and she knew herself safe. "Hear the letter," said Ireton, breaking the seal. The tension was palpable. And there arose too, a background of shouts. Two shots were fired, and presently the clashing of swords was heard below. And go quickly that I may finish to search. And the infernal thought of that kiss returned—the softness of her lips and the cool smoothness of her cheeks. The day had become suddenly overcast. Oriental rugs adorned the sea of shiny hardwood floors, kept polished with an eye for detail that bordered on Japanese. After a long fifteen seconds, she pulled her head back into the seat, looking at his face from the close angle, his nose huge and out of perspective, his eyes like round blue pearls. Yet the smoke was curling upwards in a faint innocent-looking cloud to the ceiling. I beg that you will consider me your friend.
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