It was like the grin of a fiend, and made my flesh creep on my bones. Then she looked up the sweep of pine-trees to the towering sunlit cliffs and the high heaven above and then back to his face. She seemed to have recovered herself as he returned, but rose as if she would go back to the saloon. This was in Tennessee. That was an admission all right.
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