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There is not a soul in the inn but ourselves. " "It came from Lady Trafford's jewel-box. " "Not unless your skull's bullet-proof," cried a voice at his elbow; and, as the words were uttered, a pistol was snapped at his head, which,—fortunately or unfortunately, as the reader pleases,—only burnt the priming.
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