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’ Melusine could not regard this view with anything but scepticism. But, when he got to the door with this intention, he became ashamed of his fears; and feeling convinced that Jack —bad as he might be—was not capable of such atrocious conduct as to plunder his benefactor twice, he contented himself with looking to the priming of his pistols, and placing them near him, to be ready in case of need, he threw himself on the bed and speedily fell asleep. Making her couch upon a heap of hay, she sank at once into a deep and refreshing slumber. This isn’t the place. Once upon a time she and Roddy had descended thence by the drain-pipe. He was wary of her, which meant that perhaps they had found one or many of the bodies that she thought she had hidden so well. It was less will than education. Moving swiftly to the end of the corridor, he pushed open a door at random and entered a large room, which looked to have been a saloon, judging from the faded gilt and crimson wall-paper, a mirror above the fireplace which was surrounded by an ornate gilded frame, now sadly tarnished, and a worn Chippendale sofa with striped upholstery and tasselled cushions.
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