Harrison Ainsworth
Internationale Bibliothek G M B H Berlin
1922
"Upon my word, friend," said I, "you have almost made me long to try what a
robber I should make. You are my prisoner, murderer. "Where's Thames?" he hastily inquired. He was sitting back from the table now, with one arm over the back of his
green chair and the other resting on the little table. ”
There was a strange look in her face, the look of a frightened child. "She has fallen into the
villain's hands. ‘But, Gérard—’
‘Don’t start arguing,’ he said in a tone that brooked no defiance. He had a
peculiar way of stepping in, in a parry; knew his arm, and its just time of
moving; put a firm faith in that, and never let his opponent escape. Recurrently she heard: "I don't know; I really don't know. Indeed it was apparent,
from the likeness between them, that they were nearly related. "Thinking it likely you might desire to have this
information, I prepared accordingly.
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