“You did your best to kill me,” he said. He had a quick, shrewd, merry eye, and a look in which duplicity was agreeably veiled by good humour. His eyes caught at hers with passionate inquiries. " "Then you are taking me on?" Spurlock's eyes grew soft like those of a dog that, expecting the whip, saw only the kindly hand. She was tired, hungry—and thus somewhat impatient for the food Mrs Ibstock might bring—and downcast. She was sorry to find Ramage a little disposed to be melancholy.
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