’ The old man simply stared at her. He drew a little breath and stepped back. Earles himself stood upon the threshold of his sanctum, the prototype of the smart natty Jew, with black hair, waxed moustache, and a wired flower in his button-hole. Gerald was conscious of that sliver of irritation again at mention of the name. The visitors, when they entered, looked thoroughly intimidated and Everett concealed a grim smile. "I'll have to set you right on that, too. "If you loiter in this way, old Wood will catch us. ” “Much better,” she agreed. “There is no doubt whatever about that. "Rowland," she rejoined, "you strive in vain to terrify me into compliance with your wishes.
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