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Something drew you. "Are you my son? Are you Jack?" "I am," replied Jack. “It’s all right,” he said, reassuringly to the inquirer without. Melusine ripped strips off her under-petticoats and fashioned a pad, which she bandaged as tightly as she could over the wound, working swiftly, unperturbed by the gore. ‘Gerald, what have you been about? Dorothée tells me that you were flirting outrageously with Madame Valade on Monday night.
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