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It had been brighter than the rest, for dawn light had come in through high unshuttered casements above the bookshelves. Her patience was waning fast. He sat alone in his brother’s old car night after night that summer, staring blankly at the red sky beyond the abandoned farmhouse where she had once shown him her secrets. When he was given the telegram he flew to the Praya, engaged the fast motorboat he had previously bespoken against the need, and started for the Macao Passage, with the vague hope of speaking The Tigress. ’ He quirked an eyebrow. “Not a bit of it,” he said; “it’s only a score in a game. Keeping hold of the doorhandle, she turned slowly. The uncanny directness of those gray eyes, the absence of diffidence, the beauty of the face in profile (full, it seemed a little too broad to make for perfect beauty), the mellow voice that came full and free, without hesitance, all combined to mark her as the most unusual young woman he had ever met. Sometimes I take innocent lives. ” She seemed unmoved, but she did not look at him.
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