You are not playing to-night, are you?” “Not to-night,” she answered. Chapter IV THE TEMPERAMENT OF AN ARTIST “You may sit there and smoke, and look out upon your wonderful Paris,” Anna said lightly. “No,” she answered. She was about to rush to his side, when she saw his clenched hands rise and fall upon the sand repeatedly. As she danced there was in her ears the faded echo of wooden tom-toms. It is possible she is dangerous, and the police are looking into several cold murder cases where she may have been involved.
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