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Cheveney was another Paris friend, was he?” she asked. This was no night for the indulgence of dreamy musing. " "Whom do you mean?" demanded Jackson. “I know that our social order is dreadful enough,” he said, “and sacrifices all that is best and most beautiful in life. He fancied that the turnkeys had discovered his flight and were in pursuit of him,—that they had climbed up the chimney,—entered the Red Room,— tracked him from door to door, and were now only detained by the gate which he had left unbroken in the chapel.
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