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’ She was seized by two strong hands and drawn close. " "'The avenger of blood himself shall slay the murderer'," said Wood, who was culling for himself certain texts from the scriptures. Don’t take revenge on him because I’ve wronged you. She wondered why he was so distinctive, so unlike other men, and it never occurred to her for some time that this might be because she was falling in love with him. Only sat, staring at him, a puzzled look in her face. Jack affected to close the door, but left it slightly ajar. Arrived in Paris she remembered that she had not the money for a fiacre. Flesh and blood, vivid, alluring; she was no longer the symbol, therefore she had become, as in the twinkling of an eye, an utter stranger. They fell into step again. Her father was holding her waist, smiling. I too can see it. After several vain attempts to burst it open, he resolved, as a last alternative, to break through the wall in the part nearest to the lock.
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