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"Mercy on us!" cried he, as a thrill of apprehension ran through his frame. But she could not live in constant association with him without having these gaps filled. He called a waiter. This was no night for the indulgence of dreamy musing. " "Not unless your skull's bullet-proof," cried a voice at his elbow; and, as the words were uttered, a pistol was snapped at his head, which,—fortunately or unfortunately, as the reader pleases,—only burnt the priming. You have actually given up a dinner-party to dine alone with me. As you brew so must you drink. While he was swinging in mid air, Thames regarded his uncle with a stern look, and cried in a menacing voice, "We shall meet again.
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