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She is, in her way, a dear. He got out in much the same way from the Gatehouse,—stole the keys, and passed through a room where I was sitting half-asleep in a chair. ‘Forgive me, Mrs Sindlesham, but do you tell me this inheritance that Melusine has fought so hard to recover is completely wasted?’ The old lady gave him a sharp look. He played variations on this theme for the better part of an hour. It was still raining heavily, and profoundly dark. Then all the embarrassments of the matter flashed in upon her. Show him no quarter, Poll. " "Heaven help her!" sighed Jack.
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