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’ *** In the cosy little parlour that Pottiswick rarely used, Melusine paced restlessly to and fro. At this moment, the bell of Newgate began to toll, and was answered by another bell from St. ’ Trodger had started towards the stairs, signing to his men to get behind the lady. ’ ‘He does not call himself my father, for he calls himself nothing at all,’ Melusine told him, her tone violent with fury.
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