He cocked an eyebrow. "'Sdeath! do you trifle with me, sirrah?" cried Rowland fiercely. It was debauching, this—a devilish art which drew such strange allurements from a face and figure almost Madonna-like in their simplicity. Wood in the deepest mourning. CHAPTER XIV. . " He was delighted to find the office deserted.
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