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Abruptly the sterner look vanished and she twinkled. Wood—" "That's false!" cried a voice behind him. But one must disguise oneself. She snapped out of her blissful state and looked at him squarely in the eyes. ‘This, as you see, is an identity for your cousin, André Valade. He was more like a man who had left his bed in the middle of convalescence. Satisfied with his scrutiny, he produced a pocket-flask, and taking off the silver cup with which it was mounted, filled it with the contents of the flask, and then seizing the thin arm of the sleeper, rudely shook it. Sheppard, who witnessed this occurrence with dismay, looked timorously at Wood, in expectation of some hint being given as to the course she had better pursue; but, receiving none, for the carpenter was too much agitated to attend to her, she ventured to express a fear that she was intruding. She frowned and gripped her hands about her knees very tightly. She is called Madame Ibstock, you understand. “You can count upon me, Nigel,” she said.
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