This was followed by heavy footsteps, and in another moment the dining-room door was flung open. . ’ While he trod a deliberate path through the pink saloon towards the door, Gerald encouraged a flow of harmless chatter about the people Madame had met and the parties she had attended. A noise was next heard, as if some instrument were applied to the door with the intent to force it open, and Jack's fears were at once dispelled, At first, he had imagined they were officers of justice, come to convey him to a stronger prison: but the voice of one of the parties, which he recognised, convinced him they were his friends. But this plan (probably from its danger) was instantly abandoned; not, however, before her momentary hesitation had been taken advantage of by her pursuers, who, redoubling their efforts at this juncture, materially lessened the distance between them. If the Wastrel had not turned the instant he did, the ball would have missed him; as it was he turned directly into its path. Lucy stared at the girl for a long ten seconds, and then looked away. ‘What, miss?’ asked Jack Kimble from behind her.
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