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"Wretch!" cried Jack. Besides, she had admitted her identity. "Shoot him! shoot him! Put him out of hish mishery," cried the Jew. Next instant, Melusine’s blade sank into Gosse’s flesh. He walked hastily to the side of the broad pavement and summoned a fiacre. "I declare you throw me into an ague. Fancying they were alone, Sir Rowland threw aside his cloak, and produced a heavy bag of money, which he flung upon the table; and, when Wild had feasted his greedy eyes sufficiently upon its golden contents, he handed him a pocketbook filled with notes. Then for the first time she was conscious of an unaccountable and terrifying sensation.
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