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Aha!" he continued, producing a short silver staff, which he carried constantly about with him, and uttering a terrible imprecation, "I see you're confounded. There must be something we can do. ’ ‘I do not care any more about the portrait,’ Melusine said, opening the door to the attic corridor that gave off onto the row of little rooms that served as private cells for the senior nuns. She opened one and found herself in a large untidy room set with chairs that were a little disarranged as if by an overnight meeting. It was denied him, for as he closed his eyes—though but for an instant—the whole scene of his former visit to the place rose before him. ‘I’ll wager that militiaman never rode the animal, then. But she was staring seaward and did not notice the offering.
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