‘I’ll play you at your own game,’ he growled, holding the foreshortened foil in place with rigid control. To vault over the pews was the work of a moment; and having gained the entry leading to the Red Room he passed through the first door; his progress being only impeded by the pile of broken stones, which he himself had raised.
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