’ ‘Between the devil and the deep blue sea, he were,’ agreed Pottiswick’s daughter. By a tacit agreement they ignored the significant thing between them, ignored the slipping away of the ground on which they had stood together hitherto. “Hullo!” Courtlaw, haggard, his deep-set eyes more brilliant than ever, took Anna’s hand into his, and breathed a little close drawn sigh of content. Gashes on his arms were already beginning to heal and disappear. "You are, Sir," thundered Jonathan; "and, unless you find him, you shan't hold your place a week. To be exact, it was just sixteen hours and twenty minutes. You seemed to me to be slipping and slipping, and your face was white.
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