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mouth softened. And she drew a deep breath, knowing that she had all but won.
"I trusted you," she continued softly. "Do you know what that means? I trusted you."
He nodded, eyes to hers, fascinated, with an odd commingling of fear and hope and satisfied self-love. "Now I am unconnected with the affair. No one knows that I had any hand in it. Besides, no one knows me—that I—steal." Her tone fell lower. "The police have never heard of me. Dan!"
"I—believe"
"I could get away," she interrupted; "and then, if they stopped you"
"You're right, by the powers!" He struck the table smartly with his fist. "You do that and we can carry this through. Why, lacking the jewels, I am Maitland—I am even wearing Maitland's clothes!" he boasted. "I went to his apartments this morning and saw to that, because it suited my purpose to be Maitland for a day or two."
"Then?" Her gaze questioned his.
"Waiter!" cried Anisty. And, when the man
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