. In the genuinely dissipated face there was always a suggestion of slyness in ambush, peeping out of the wrinkles around the eyes and the lips. . CHAPTER XX. He drew both his pistols, and prepared for a desperate encounter. The lips of the mask twisted upward into a smile. He read but little, and that chiefly healthy light fiction with chromatic titles, The Red Sword, The Black Helmet, The Purple Robe, also in order “to distract his mind. "You've ruined my hopes.
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