There were dark rims under her eyes, soft now with unshed tears. "How do you know he has any rights to be restored to?" returned Jackson, with a grin. As she looked in this direction, the thief-taker raised his eyes—those gray, blood-thirsty eyes!—their glare froze the life-blood in her veins. ’ ‘I presume you were not with her in France?’ Kimble stared. Their chit-chat stopped when they reached the bench.
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