Giles's was lined with spectators. She had animated dark blue-gray eyes under her fine eyebrows, and dark brown hair that rolled back simply and effectively from her broad low forehead. A jar of pink roses upon a tiny table seemed to gain an extra delicacy of colour from the sombre curtains behind. "I should be sorry to proceed to extremities," continued Sheppard, again raising the pistol. “I thought I saw her in town to-day,” he said. And I've already told you the accident was not Jack's fault.
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