’ Kimble gaped at her and Melusine struggled to pull herself out of the shock. Then a bit of colour flowed into his sunken white cheeks. “And where,” he asked, “are my rivals?” “Deserters,” she answered, laughing. The oblique ruddy lighting distorted them oddly, made queer bars and patches of shadow upon their clothes. She pulled her chair with a mild creak and marched towards the stair. Later he dispatched a cable announcing the escape and the sending of the letter.
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