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The pretty girl in the Flemish costume looked up with engaging frankness into Marne's eyes, confident that she would see there an expression of bewilderment and curiosity, to say nothing of amusement; but at the first glimpse of the man's face, she recoiled almost as if someone had struck her. Unversed as she was in the ways of the world, she was still not blind to the murderous expression on Marne's features, and the concentrated fury that seemed to come from his eyes like liquid fire.
With a little exclamation of fear and wonder she fell back amongst the general body of the guests, most of whom had seen nothing but a little clever conjuring, and almost immediately Marne's expression changed.