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The aunt laughed. He could see lust virtually dripping from the dark-haired boy’s maw as she teased every last note from her shuddering violin, the devil in a black skirt. " "Of course—of course," returned Wood, hastily; "anything's better than that. It worked. "I believe I'll tear them up. See!" she added, tearing the rag from her head,—"I had beautiful black hair once. As she looked in this direction, the thief-taker raised his eyes—those gray, blood-thirsty eyes!—their glare froze the life-blood in her veins. ’ ‘The tables, they are turned, I think,’ she returned.
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