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“You could tell me but you’d have to kill me?” He asked with a sardonic grin on his face. ” “I may have to run,” said her father, with an appeal to his watch. “I came to London,” said Ann Veronica, “rather because of my own difficulty. She treaded down the hall swiftly but stopped abruptly when she heard a voice in back of her. "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. ’ ‘And me,’ came the guttural response, ‘I will certainly murder you the very next time I am compelled to see your face. Possessed of you, I shall have a treasure such as kings could not boast.
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