"My horse is at the door, saddled, with pistols in the holsters,—mount him and fly. Do you recall the night she showed you the face in the locket? Do you remember how she said—'If only my mother had lived'? Did you ever see anything more tender or beautiful?" "I remember. "But he can't be far off. Not alone with her, that’s sure.
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