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“Nigel, Nigel,” she cried. ’ Triumph soared in Gerald’s chest. You cannot—shall not retreat. To-morrow night —or rather to-night, for we are fast verging on another day—I propose to lure him out of the house by a stratagem which I am sure will prove infallible; and, then, what so easy as to knock him on the head. I won’t even ask. The door to the library burst open. You must come back.
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