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I wrenched this off, and in an envelope addressed to me in faded ink, I found the locket and the pearls. “When they tap the roof,” she said, in a voice of authority, “you are to come out. I packed them with the other few things I owned. A thickly-set, sandy young man, with an unwholesome complexion and grease-smooth hair, had entered the room. But the wench who tricked me shall bitterly repent it. If you want me, you know where to find me.
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