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A chill ran through his frame, and, grasping the heavy weapon with which chance had provided him, prepared to strike down the first person who should enter the cell. I hate myself!” She collapsed to the floor, sobbing. And yet, the doctor recalled an expression of the girl's: that it was not a dissipated face, only troubled. ‘Not in the open street. The man turned at the exclamation, and so did several of the bystanders; but they could not make out who had uttered it. ’ While he trod a deliberate path through the pink saloon towards the door, Gerald encouraged a flow of harmless chatter about the people Madame had met and the parties she had attended.
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