Black Caesar's Clan : a Florida Mystery Story by Albert Payson Terhune
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of half of Dade County, for all the guard that was kept. I
compliment--" And now he broke off short in his sneering reproof, as his eyes chanced upon Gavin half way down the stairs. For a second or more no one spoke or moved. Claire and her brother had an absurdly shamefaced appearance of two bad children caught in mischief by a stern and much feared teacher. Into the black depths of the stranger's eyes flickered a sudden glint like that of a striking rattlesnake's. But at once his face was a slightly-smiling mask once more. And Gavin was left doubting whether or not he had really seen that momentary gleam of murder behind the smiling eyes. It was Claire who first recovered herself. "Good evening. Rodney," she said. with a graciousness which all-but hid her evident nerve strain. "You stole in on us so suddenly you startled me. Mr. Brice, this is Mr. Rodney Hade." As Gavin bowed civilly and as Hade returned the salutation with his eternal smile. Milo Standish came sufficiently out of his own shock of astonishment to follow his sister's mode of greeting the new visitor. With the same forced joviality he had used in coercing Brice to go to bed, he sauntered over to the smiling Hade, exclaiming: "Why, hello, old man! Where did you blow in from? You must have come across from your house on foot. I didn't hear the |
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