A Rogue by Compulsion by Victor Bridges
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me while she spoke. Her manner gave me the impression that for some
reason or other she and McMurtrie were not exactly on the best of terms. If that was so, he himself betrayed no sign of it. "Either will do excellently," he said in his usual suave way, "or perhaps our young friend could manage both. I believe the Dartmoor air is most stimulating." "I shall be vastly grateful for anything," I said, addressing the girl. "Whatever is the least trouble to cook." She nodded and left the room without further remark--McMurtrie looking after her with what seemed like a faint gleam of malicious amusement. "I have brought you yesterday's _Daily Mail_," he said; "I thought it would amuse you to read the description of your escape. It is quite entertaining; and besides that there is a masterly little summary of your distinguished career prior to its unfortunate interruption." He laid the paper on the bed. "First of all, though," he added, "I will just look you over. I couldn't find much the matter with you last night, but we may as well make certain." He made a short examination of my throat, and then, after feeling my pulse, tapped me vigorously all over the chest. "Well," he said finally, "you have been through enough to kill two ordinary men, but except for giving you a slight cold in the head it seems to have done you good." |
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