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CHAPTER XXVI Spurlock went out on his toes, careful lest the bamboo curtain rattle behind him. "What good would it do you to destroy me? For I have courage to kill myself. ‘Give me my pistol!’ Gerald shook his head, slipping the pistol into his pocket. “Oh, I can’t thank you. ” Anna laughed outright. She looked up and said, a little breathlessly, “I’m sorry, aunt, but I don’t think I can. ” She glared at Sebastian over the drawing table where she was sketching in chalk, then over at the fifteen year old boy who was asleep in a disheveled pile of rushes in the corner. ‘I am glad it is you, because you can help me. ’ ‘Oui, mais—safe. “No one has a better right than I to be with you. " "Who told you this is his portrait?" demanded Trenchard. But this might be merely a figurative mode of describing his customary vigilance.
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