She cut a deep gash into her own arm with a steel screw, loosing drops of her own blood onto the floorboards. "What do you mean?" cried Winifred in alarm. “Hullo!” Courtlaw, haggard, his deep-set eyes more brilliant than ever, took Anna’s hand into his, and breathed a little close drawn sigh of content. From all angles he was at a disadvantage—in weight, skill, endurance. But after Singapore she found herself enduing them with the characteristics of the heroes in the novels she had just read for the first time. “I heard the other day that she’d been taken in by some cad of a fellow who was cutting a great dash in Paris, personating Meysey Hill, the great railway man.
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