Wood underwent this examination, Blueskin felt a small and trembling hand placed upon his own, and, turning at the summons, beheld a young female, whose features were partially concealed by a loo, or half mask, standing beside him. It was a bogus affair altogether, kept by some blackguard or other of an Englishman. She watched the people and hummed softly to herself. There were three exit doors. Lucy crouched by the side of the grave, her head in her hands, rocking back and forth. Plote was sleeping or deaf.
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