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. "Ah!" cried Wild, laying down his pen and looking up with a smile of satisfaction. “It is not, of course, a pleasant subject of conversation for you or for me, yet I think I may venture to suggest to you that your sister’s—er—indiscretions—have reached a point which makes a separation between you almost a necessity. " "He's coming!" cried Jack, stamping his foot, with vexation. You steered and I rowed stroke.
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