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She turned the gas up in her little sitting-room, and sank wearily into an easy chair. “Annabel, I begin to see why you are here. Altogether, it was a hideous and revolting sight. Barleycorn had sent to the mat for the count of nine: unless the young fool's daddy had a bundle of coin. "I'm at your mercy, Poll," rejoined Kneebone, abjectly. CHAPTER X. ” Her hand hung over the side of her chair nearest to him. I love him!" She was weak and dizzy: from horror as much as from physical exertion. But shortly this movement ceased. Brendon and I returned from the ‘Unusual,’ and found him lying in my room shot through the lungs. .
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