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His diminutive hand flew out from behind his back like a wounded bird. “Really,” she said. When next he asked for her, some twelve hours later, he was told that Mademoiselle had left. No mercenary consideration influences me. They broke open the entrance into Jonathan's store-room—plundered it of everything valuable—ransacked every closet, drawer, and secret hiding-place, and stripped them of their contents. “Stupid cow. At last she was roused. She smiled. Then I tucked it nice and snug under the saddle-bag. And the sergeant, having carried out all Melusine’s instructions as if they had come out of his own head, went up to check on his patient, apparently at last convinced that his prisoner would not attempt to run away.
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