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"I haven't quite recovered the fright I got in the Vell-Hole," replied Abraham. It was horrible, but she must do it. When Sheila was in a good mood, one almost enjoyed her. The slack of her ridinghabit and full under-petticoats was gathered into her left hand, and her booted ankles were visible as she held the skirts well out of her way. Whoever chose to incur the risk of so doing might enter the Mint at any hour; but no one was suffered to depart without giving a satisfactory account of himself, or producing a pass from the Master. It was Martin, she could hear his heart beat. ‘Madame, I trust I see you well?’ ‘Merci. He could only wonder that this amazing thing had remained so long a secret to him.
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