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"I haven't a word to say, Ah Cum, not a word. Turning to Melusine, he grabbed both her wrists and held her away from him, as if afraid that she might go for him. The chair is in the veranda. Horrors abounded in every passageway as each turn could bring a vision of a poor woman running from her screaming plague-infested son or a bloated corpse of a rich man whose mouth lolled open, showing gaps where someone had pried out a few golden teeth.
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