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His eyes were bright with the hunt. This was in Tennessee. Her brown curls were pulled tight in a severe chignon. Drawing a pistol, and unclosing his lantern with the quickness of thought, he then burst through an open trap-door into a small loft. “Fred,” he said, “do you remember taking me to dinner at the ‘Ambassador’s,’ one evening last September, to meet a girl who was singing there? Hamilton and Drummond and his lot were with us. ” “THE BUCKNALL MANSIONS MYSTERY. But if you mean to take me to this Gérard, I shall know what to say to him. He embraced her, kissing her cheek, then her neck. Under the somewhat trying incandescent light her cheeks pleaded guilty to a recent use of the powder puff. From the first there had always been between her and her listeners that electrical sympathy which only a certain order of genius seems able to create. Forgetting the dark thoughts of his last brush with the girl, he dropped the dagger back in his pocket, quickened his pace, and went back into the house to look for his hostess.
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