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"Excuse me," he said, plunging his fork into a fowl, and transferring it to his plate. ’ Then she came closer and put her hand on his chest so that it rested on the braid that decorated his scarlet coat. A hundred pounds to the man who takes him. Melusine dashed them away, but they kept on coming. “You haven’t come here to make a lot of difficulties?” she asked. " "Say the word, and I'm mum," returned the executioner. His salary was a few paltry hundreds a year.
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