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. Darrell, however, rose again instantly; and though mortally wounded, made a desperate effort to regain the boat. She resumed her on guard position, and glaring steadily at him, waited again. ” 209 Clotilde was no fool. "The glass never sinks in that way, d'ye see, without a hurricane follerin', I've knowed it often do so in the West Injees. ” “It would be very kind of you,” she declared.
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