Her heart in her mouth, hoping against hope, Melusine made her way back to where she had left the boy. It was a mad half-hour. Oh, I know. Amid this portentous hush, the report of a pistol reached the carpenter's ears; and, raising his head at the sound, he beheld a sight which filled him with fresh apprehensions.
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