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" "From Mr. I loathe this room. " "Let's toddle over to the Victoria at once. Completely overcome by fatigue, with strained muscles, and bruised hands; streaming with perspiration, and with lips so parched that he would gladly have parted with a treasure if he had possessed it for a draught of water; he sank against the wall, and while in this state was seized with, a sudden and strange alarm. Now then. Every now and then something familiar in her tone, the poise of her head, the play of her eyes startled him. His sword-arm fell useless at his side and she knew herself safe. He looked at it eagerly, but made no movement to take it. But before the Grieg concerto was done, she knew that she was free. In a side-glance—for the floor was variously encumbered with overturned objects—he saw one of his paper weights, a coloured glass ball such as McClintock used in trade.
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