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A peculiar grim smile came over the face of the man who called himself Amati. He hesitated no longer, but with a single bound had reached Vera's side, his arm was around her neck and his right hand pressed to her lips before she could utter a sound.
"Be silent," he hissed, "and all will be well with you. Believe me, I wish to do you no harm. You are quite safe with me."