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‘Then mayhap this will persuade you!’ With a scrape of steel, he drew his sword from its scabbard. He heard Rollo's stump beat a gentle tattoo on the floor. Every movable mirror had been placed here, to discourage vanity, and since no whitewash covered the brocaded purple wallpaper, its pervasive hue gave an added sense of heaviness to the crowded chamber. “I am sick of it. In the meanwhile, as he talked, he scrutinized her face, ran his eyes over her careless, gracious poise, wondered hard about her. ‘Jacques?’ she called. He never finished his sentence. Mr.
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