keep my hands still." Richard paused. He drew his hand across his eyes, shuddering. "Milward saw the scratch. He cried out that the cards were marked! Suddenly everyone seemed to be gathered about our table-all talking! Jack had his hand on my shoulder; he and Dare were running through the pack. But all the while I could look at no one but Tracy-Andover. He seemed so sinister, so threatening, in those black clothes of his. His
( Georgette Heyer )
[ The Black Moth ]
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