And turning again, as if the emotions she had churned up kept her on the move, she paced back to the mantel and there stopped, staring at her own reflection in the tarnished mirror. The Ragged Edge. But what the deuce! He was human; he was a machine only when on the hunt. Maggot. She held it by the neck and broke the end of the bottle on the hard dirt. She grew perhaps a shade paler, and she glanced out into the street, where her four-wheeler cab, laden with luggage, was still waiting. "I'm your dupe no longer. Be frank, I beg you, Miss Pellissier. Unless it was a jewel or locket of some kind.
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