She had, it was true, accepted doubtfully the pen he had offered. ” “You have it,” he declared confidently. The little matter of an accent may be misleading, I grant you, but —’ He was interrupted, and with impatience. God knows how you did it. And if sometimes I grow heady—and it's in the blood— remind me of this day when you took me out of hell—a thief. ‘Yes, like you,’ she snapped, with a venomous glance, her role evidently forgotten for the moment.
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