Twice she smiled, but not unkindly. But some little distance behind him, someone had come out from the shadow of the building and, seeing the Frenchman reappear, darted back again as quickly. ‘As for your dagger—’ She held out her hand palm up, as if she expected him to give her the weapon. Gerald’s voice came back to her, saying that she could not hope to outwit “a man who means business”. While he was stirring his tea, she ran and fetched the comb. We’ll run away together, we’ll elope.
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