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“I doubted my luck, at least. ” “Think not,” that young man remarked laconically. After that time nothing shall save you. You see, my riddle is solved. ‘—without telling her why,’ he finished, ignoring the interjection. The assassination, as you call it, was, obviously, the vengeance of a kinsman of the injured lady, who no doubt was of good family, upon her seducer.
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