He called a waiter. Even Capes had been for her merely an excitant to passionate love—a mere idol at whose feet one could enjoy imaginative wallowings. Capes sat down in the armchair beside her. His glances were hard to disguise as he scanned her periodically during class. His destination was the New Mint. "I'll see. "Get from under it, Jack!" vociferated Thames. There's good stuff in him, if one could find the way to dig it out. His hand went to his pocket and extracted a neat silver-mounted pistol.
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