"Fire! That was what drew me to you in the beginning. She had in her suitcase a small scrapbook, only a few pages, what little information she had gathered on him through the years. Neither your aunt nor I have any other thought but what is best for you. It had rained during the night, and the patch-work pavement was greasy with mud. After all, what did it matter?—it or anything else in the world? She was within reach of his arms, beautiful, compelling, herself as it seemed suddenly conscious of the light which was burning in his eyes. He ran back to his car, glancing only once at the man in the car. Anna, in her strange striking way, was radiantly beautiful. "We work together no more. At least I rather hoped I might spend my time chasing smugglers, which would have afforded some excitement. .
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