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His eyes on Melusine, he uncocked the pistol, and then reached out to the portrait, grasping it by one edge. She always managed to get back to the bungalow before he did. "I've waited supper, you perceive. ‘I cannot possibly shoot a lady, you know. I keep on thinking of you. She had hardly noticed the loss of her dagger, so strong had been the waves of relief that attacked her on hearing that Jack had returned from death’s door.
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