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‘I should have thought it was obvious. Her figure was, in some measure, hidden by a large scarf, and a deep hood drawn over the head contributed to her disguise; still it was evident, from her lofty bearing, that she had nothing in common, except an interest in their proceedings, with the crew by whom she was surrounded. That is my way, my dear. The figure she had longed to see came into her line of vision, but at this crucial moment of hideous realisation, Melusine barely took it in, her eyes fixing blankly on the man behind. A snarl contorted his features, and he marched up to it, laying his pistol down on the marquetry table so that his hands were free to grab the picture off the wall. ’ He held his hands out of the way, surrendering his chest for her assault. Come in! Come in, do. Sheppard, with a look, the wildness of which greatly alarmed her companion. Here, it might be anything at all. Let me keep him. "Well?" he whispered.
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