. Chapter XXIX MONTAGUE HILL PLAYS THE GAME The man opened his eyes and looked curiously about him. If she returns to the house from which we took her, her companions will laugh at her and smother her with ridicule. He was an odd one, especially for a young man. He was no match for Brendon. The light was poor, so that she saw their gleaming faces dimly and indistinctly. Look at the poor victim at your feet. She chose to hold her nose. The latter looked very pale, either from the effect of his wound, which was not yet entirely healed, or from suppressed emotion,—partly, perhaps, from both causes,—and wore his left arm in a sling. ’ If you engage me it must be upon my own merits. Superimposed was the agitating thought of what would follow the death of this unwelcome guest: confusion, poking authorities, British and American red tape.
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