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With some difficulty Cheyne overcame a sudden urge to leap at his companion's throat.
"You infernal scoundrel! " he cried thickly. "Injure a hair of Miss Merrill's head and you and your confounded friends will hang! I'll go to Scotland Yard. Do you think I mind about myself?"