But you,” he continued, moving imperceptibility a little nearer to her, “you are mine. An ill-lined purse is a poor recompense for the risk I have run. “DEAR MR. Sir John looked about him, and somehow the laugh died away. But some little distance behind him, someone had come out from the shadow of the building and, seeing the Frenchman reappear, darted back again as quickly. His reputation was slightly tainted by his marriage to her mother, an exotic blue-eyed raven-haired beauty, a Gypsy doll with a clandestine heritage.
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