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"Call as you please, beloved girl," he cried, "I will not stir till I am answered. ‘But a week and some days,’ answered Valade. The Disguise. And I think also that Gosse—I mean that one who calls himself Valade—stole it. Now lend me your own hand. "Can't you take me with you?" urged the voice; "I'll make it well worth your while. “And even then—” The conversation hung for a thoughtful moment. Things now began to wear so serious a aspect that a messenger was secretly despatched to the Savoy for troops, and in half an hour a regiment of the guards arrived, who by dint of great exertion succeeded in partially dispersing the tumultuous assemblage. That last year in Paris, when Annabel and she had lived in different worlds, had often been a nightmare to her. “It’s jolly,” he said, “to feel you have come to me.
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