She brought the cups of cocoa back to the bedroom. A thin mist lay on the river, giving the few craft moving about in it a ghostly look. Mike chimed in. Taking a firm grasp of his pistol, Gerald eased back, let go the handle of the door, and at the same instant, swung his booted foot. The amazing tonic of the thought! From time to time she laid her hand upon Spurlock's forehead: it was still cold.
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