‘I’ll play you at your own game,’ he growled, holding the foreshortened foil in place with rigid control. The man who came to our rooms, you know, that night was his friend. She got up, put the neat cuffs she had made into her work-basket, and went to the bureau for the little cards in the morocco case. Lord, what a state I was in! Night after night I sat there, I watched her come in, I watched her go.
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