Rage flooded her at his intent, but she controlled it. ‘Give me my pistol!’ Gerald shook his head, slipping the pistol into his pocket. Wood required little pressing. ‘That fellow of yours is a deal better, by the by. I'm glad he's come to see me. ’ Grasping the lantern, and heedless now of the discomforts of the passage, Melusine flew like the wind back towards the library, the vision of Jack Kimble’s white face driving her on. As we turned the corner of the street, I noticed that the electric light was burning in this room. Tucked under the writing-table a pair of yellow and gold Turkish slippers of a highly meretricious quality caught her eye.
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