She had to school herself to speak the words which she knew would cut him like a knife. But Sheppard answered for him. She dropped on her knees by his side, and gently unbuttoned his waistcoat. She wondered if he was already tired of her, if he would rudely push her away as one would a prostitute. ‘Get the swords!’ ‘I’ll see to him. She put out her hands to avoid his embrace. She will sail, at early dawn to-morrow, for Rotterdam. Jack dropped the knife, and walked sullenly aside. A black-garbed figure crept forward, noiselessly, towards Gosse’s back. He sounds to me like a soldier of fortune.
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