She tried to imagine the collective effect of the Fadden Ball; she had never seen a fancy-dress gathering in her life. Somewhat alarmed at his appearance, Thames laid his hand upon his sword. But what a monster was this Emile. I shall find him yet. Annabel Pellissier was not like the others, he said. Lucy knocked again. ‘You have said you do not wish to hurt me. What was it in her heart or mind or soul that went out to this man? Music—was that it? Was he powerless to stir her without the gift? But hadn't he fascinated her by his talk, gentle and winning? Ah, but that had been after he had played for her. "Ah!" she screamed, seeing the uplifted weapon in Sheppard's hand, "don't hurt Thames—don't, dear Jack! If you want to kill somebody, kill me, not him. He was content to watch her accepting compliments and gaudy bouquets full of red roses, white carnations, and purple statice. She felt a hysterical desire to strike him, to burst out crying, to blurt out the whole miserable truth. ‘Give me my pistol!’ Gerald shook his head, slipping the pistol into his pocket. "I am perhaps exceeding my authority in demanding so slight a sum," continued Jonathan, modestly, "and the Master of the Mint may not be disposed to let you off so lightly. 272 < 34 > EPILOGUE She paced the Manhattan neighborhood, her backpack swinging, marveling at the austere buildings gleaming silver in their starkness. "Heaven be praised she knows me at last.
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