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E. Cowering in a corner upon a heap of straw sat his unfortunate mother, the complete wreck of what she had been. ‘No one is here, Melusine, except you and I. ” “May I put you in a hansom?” he asked, lifting his stick. ” “And no one else—has a key?” “I believe,” she said, “that that man must have one. Taking a firm grasp of his pistol, Gerald eased back, let go the handle of the door, and at the same instant, swung his booted foot. In each corner stood a stout square post reaching to the ceiling. Keeping to the shadow of the house, he crept forward until he could see better without, he hoped, being seen. ’ Gerald gazed at her without expression.
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