But it would be too risky. "You want me, then?" she said. 8. Abruptly she got out of bed, smoothed her sheet
and straightened her pillow and lay down, and fell almost instantly asleep. 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. Fearful that she had given herself away, she
sank back down onto her stool. ‘Do not look at me so,’ he snapped. It
would have been a crisis anyhow, but it was complicated in Ann Veronica’s mind
by the fact that a letter lay on the breakfast-table from Mr. Kneebone, who was on the point of departing. "To the best of my belief, Thames
Darrell has been murdered by you. Trifle useful?" he added, slipping a few gold pieces into
Jack's hand. But me, I am going to England.
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