He resumed his listening. " "Not unless your skull's bullet-proof," cried a voice at his elbow; and, as the words were uttered, a pistol was snapped at his head, which,—fortunately or unfortunately, as the reader pleases,—only burnt the priming. The Wastrel, his eyes full of humorous evil, stood inside the room. ’ Melusine wrenched her wrists out of his hold and stepped back, digging into her skirts, which she had adequately prepared some days ago. ’ ‘What offer?’ she asked, suspicion rife in her voice. Her heart in her mouth, hoping against hope, Melusine made her way back to where she had left the boy. The change in her face was not a pleasant one. That’s why it’s so important I should take my own line now. And you shall have a share of the gold for yourself. For the first time, Melusine heartily regretted her rejection of the major’s services.
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