The struggle was brief, and Gerald stepped aside, the pistol in his possession, while the girl Melusine stood trembling and glaring. He never said hello, as if it had become a personal taboo for him. In the middle of the little town stood the shop of a Jew dealer in old clothes. The slack cloth of her habit caught on a curlicue in the carved back of the pew in front, pulling her suddenly about. "Strange!" he continued, as if talking to himself.
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