Certain of my prey, I can afford to wait for it. General Terms of Use and Redistributing Project Gutenberg-tm electronic works 1. ” She felt his heart warming the small room like a radiator. McClintock watched her interestedly until her golden head vanished below; then, with tolerant pity, he looked down at Spurlock, who had closed his eyes. On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. Reaction set in and she leapt at him, beating at his chest with her fists. " "Not quite," rejoined the thief-taker, significantly. Nor had Jack been idle all this time. ‘Would you have me face my maker with that on my conscience? If I’d died, there’d have been no one to tell you, for your father would not have done. Many’s the young ’un I’ve seen get hisself into just such a knuckleheaded mess all on account of a pretty wench.
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