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It was an awful moment—so awful, that every other feeling except deep interest in the scene seemed suspended. ‘Open the door, fool!’ Then he had Melusine by the shoulders and was hustling her into the hackney. "Is this Misther Wudd's, my pretty miss?" demanded the rough voice of the Irish watchman. He had the same dark eyes, though lighted by a fierce flame; the same sallow complexion; the same tall, thin figure, and majestic demeanour; the same proud cast of features.
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