His cigar burnt out between his fingers, and he threw it impatiently away. " "You have extradition papers?" "What sort of a detective do you think I am?" countered O'Higgins. She possessed it, astonishing fact! She had summoned this energy so continuously during the past four weeks that now it was abiding; she knew that it would always be with her, on guard. Sheppard, who seemed to be crouching upon the floor. I was his wife. They are long gone.
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