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" The poor widow hung her head, and pressed her child closer to her breast. ‘And I’d like to know what the devil—’ ‘Out of town?’ repeated Melusine, stupefied. "Good night, Master. The vault, in which Sir Rowland found himself, resembled in some measure the cabin of a ship.
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