Edward Bribble stood between them with an open book. Her mouth lolled open and drool seeped down one corner. “I might return the compliment, Courtlaw,” he answered, “by asking why the devil you come lurching on to the pavement like a drunken man. I don’t know that I understand altogether. ‘But if you must fight so furiously, I don’t see how I can promise not to do it again. Murder had become nothing to her.
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