276 He opened the box. The risk I run is nothing to yours. Wood's boat, impelled alike by oar and tide, shot past the mark at which it aimed; and before it could be again brought about, the struggle had terminated. ’ Departed? ‘Tchah! I suppose the vicomte threw him out?’ Watching the fellow’s face, Everett felt his suspicion growing. Wood. ‘Hilary, you must stop referring to mademoiselle as “she”.
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