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"Stolen by a gipsy when scarcely five years old, Constance Trenchard, after various vicissitudes, was carried to London, where she lived in great poverty, with the dregs of society. She found an old drunk wandering the streets. Understanding the appeal, the man snatched his master's sword from his grasp, and passed it through Darrell's body. Some shadow of reserve seemed to have crept up between them. The two went upstairs to Michelle's bedroom. I told them lies. ‘That is the man who tries to kill me, but he wounded instead my servant. I must go to-night, or I shall never behold him again.
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