She thought gleefully of the dress she would get to wear for the Ball (Prom?) and could not wait to tell her foster family about how excited she was. "Cease your confounded clutter!" said a young man, whose swarthy visage, seen in the torchlight, struck Wood as being that of a Mulatto. Her gaze flickered down to his pistol. She caught her finger in the lock and had to ask him to help pry it out. ’ He scratched his chin as if he thought about it, but covertly kept a careful study of what he could see of her face. She bent down. ” Her hand hung over the side of her chair nearest to him. You would rather live like the scum of the earth, in that little brown hovel you call a house, in bourgeois paradise. Then she sat down—uninvited— and looked from one to the other curiously. During this movement, Jack grasped the barrel of his pistol, held in his breath, and motioned to Blueskin, who bared a long knife, to keep still.
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