" "You, Miss Enschede?"—frankly astonished that one stranger should offer succour to another. But if I escape, my gratitude—" "Pshaw!" interrupted Jonathan, scornfully. His eyes were small and grey; as far apart and as sly-looking as those of a fox. He munched his popcorn steadily, periodically offering it to her, but not his Coke, as that would be too bold, a saliva exchange. And if you dare to produce any kind of weapon at all,’ he added, taking a plain brass-barrelled little pistol from his own pocket and levelling it, ‘I will have no compunction in blowing off your head, you madcap female. "Where is he?" asked Jonathan.
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