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Jack was lying so still, for a moment she panicked. The barmaids had too strongly appealed to his sense of novelty. Sheila grabbed the gun and laughed hysterically, brandishing the weapon and baying like a bear. The poison from the teeth radiated from her shoulder and paralyzed her limbs. Unconscious that his movements were watched, Shotbolt, meanwhile, hastened towards Wych Street. He himself, middle-aged, steeped in traditions of the City and moneymaking, very ill-skilled in all the lighter graces of life, as he himself well knew, could yet come to her invested with something of the halo of romance by the almost magical powers of an unlimited banking account.
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