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THAMES DARRELL. Forgetting the dark thoughts of his last brush with the girl, he dropped the dagger back in his pocket, quickened his pace, and went back into the house to look for his hostess. But in a moment, it was tucked under his arm and, raising the pistol again, he gestured towards the door opposite the one where Melusine stood. The gallant woollen-draper was now in his thirty-sixth year. She shook her head. He fancied that when they had had time to reflect, they would regret it still more.
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