"I'm a peace-officer," he added, "about to arrest a notorious criminal. Was she so fearful still? Roding shrugged and grimaced. CHAPTER XIX. “What a fool I am!” he muttered, standing up on the hearthrug, and leaning his elbows upon the broad mantelpiece. Then they had released her arms and were trying to push her away. ” Anna stopped in front of her. F. McClintock's was a plantation of ten thousand palms, yielding him annually about half a million nuts. ‘A spitfire, ain’t she, sir?’ Roding ignored this. He felt his heart beat faster and faster—his self-restraint slipping away. Away up on the hillside was the little country railway station.
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