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Ford spoke quietly--indeed, there was something almost playful in his voice--yet behind it there was a grimness of purpose and a determination that caused Iza to shudder. She could not see Ford's face, but she had a pretty good idea what its expression was like.
She had known this man for some years, and was well aware what he was capable of. He had ever been reckless where his wishes and passions were concerned, and the fact that he was not now on the veldt, but in the centre of civilisation, would be no check upon him at all. Iza laid her hand on his arm.