Lucy stared out to the busy streets beyond. Hanging on the wall was a temple censer, bronze, moulded in the shape of a lotus blossom with stem and leaves—deadly as a club. " "I care for no risk, provided I can serve you," rejoined Sheppard. She is in Wild's power. She is like some character out of Phra the Phoenician: she's been buried for thirty years and just been excavated. "You!" cried Jack, scornfully.
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