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The echoes of his hard, unpleasant laugh reached Anna on her way upstairs. It was a habit of his to talk to himself. She laughed a little contemptuously. “I wonder if they will seem altered,” she remarked for the third time. ” “You love—Anna?” she exclaimed. ’ ‘But I have still a dagger,’ Melusine warned. The distinction lay chiefly in the right to pat their heads. He rose, steadied himself, then walked out of the dining room. The hand that had been clenched lay open, relaxed; and upon the palm he saw her mother's locket.
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