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McClintock watched her interestedly until her golden head vanished below; then, with tolerant pity, he looked down at Spurlock, who had closed his eyes. " "A key!" exclaimed Wood eagerly. She rapped on Michelle’s door loudly. As to the picture, I'll keep it myself, though, if you do go I shall need no memorial of you. That's well. She was alone with a deadly enemy. Like carpenter, like chips. She must kill this man, or kill herself. His fingers cherished the hilt of his sword and his eyes were on his friend and superior, ready at his back to do whatever was needed. The whole incident was so unexpected that neither Courtlaw nor Brendon were awaiting.

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