Capes flashed to an understanding of her intention, sprang to his feet, and opened the door for her retreat. The fellow swore lustily, in a voice which Jack instantly recognised as that of Quilt Arnold, and vainly attempted to rise and draw his sword. "They shan't have the opportunity," replied Kneebone. A few feet away, across the low vases of pink and white roses, sat Annabel, more beautiful to-night perhaps than ever before in her life.
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