Another picture slid across her vision. The plank hung over his head. He cocked an eyebrow. ‘You, Mademoiselle Charvill, are as unlike most of your sex as you can be. Now I am sorry to cross you in anything you have set your heart upon, but I regret to say—” “H’m,” he reflected, and crossed out the last four words. This was good. The Jew, who was paralysed by his companion's fate, offered no resistance, and was instantly seized. “I can assure you that it was quite unnecessary.
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