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"Upon him!" "Yield, villain, or die!" shouted Thames, drawing his sword and springing towards him. "And someday let him care for me!" She sprang up, alarmed. Spurling has induced him to sit down again. . . He stalked her, he stared at her, he craved her, he sidled slinking and propitiatory and yet relentlessly toward her, until at last she awoke from the suffocating nightmare nearness of his approach, and lay awake in fear and horror listening to the unaccustomed sounds of the hotel. She looked more than her sixty odd years, in spite of a still lush head of black hair, streaked with a little grey, which was visible under her cap and of immediate interest to Gerald. Taking the opposite course from that which he had hitherto pursued when it has been necessary to attend him in his visits to the lower part of his premises, he struck into a narrow passage on the right, which he tracked till he came to a small door, like the approach to a vault. They litter up the room. “You frighten me!” He smiled at her indulgently.
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