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The thought made her exquisitely happy. " "Not unless your skull's bullet-proof," cried a voice at his elbow; and, as the words were uttered, a pistol was snapped at his head, which,—fortunately or unfortunately, as the reader pleases,—only burnt the priming. She shook her head. "I'll see. She leaves town to-morrow. " "Her ladyship will pass through it?" "Of course; there's no other way. Never had her father explained.
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