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IX. ‘Merci, Joan,’ cried Melusine, moving to her and seizing her hand which she clasped between both her own for a moment, as she turned to the others. He was a thin old man, a wreck in a ruined body, but nothing would induce him to stand in any other way than as stiffly erect as possible like the soldier he had always been, even though he was obliged to lean on his silver-handled cane to do so. "I shall state my suspicions to the governor. "My plan is a very simple one," rejoined the thief-taker smiling bitterly. ’ There was a kind of aching hunger in Gerald’s gaze.
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