Both, perhaps?’ At that, her eyes darkened with fury. " "We'll see that, young hempseed," replied Sharples, shutting the hatch furiously in his face, and locking it. “Thank Heaven, they are bringing the hors d’oeuvres. In the meanwhile, as he talked, he scrutinized her face, ran his eyes over her careless, gracious poise, wondered hard about her. Wood, meantime, had not remained idle.
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