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" "Iss, Massa Austin," replied the black. ” “You are going to speak to me of things which happened before we met in London?” she asked quietly. Norris, wringing her hands and wepping, the unfortunate lady was placed upon a couch. “Anna!” she repeated. ’ She edged sideways a little more, her eyes on the pistol in his hand. She stopped abruptly at the sound of his voice, and lost the thread of what she was saying. They negotiated several steps, and then the stair turned a corner. He was alone, hatless and without his boots, and he held a wicked-looking French-made duelling pistol, covered in silver and gold— property no doubt, was Melusine’s fleeting thought, of the late vicomte.
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