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His letter of credit; probably that was it; and, observing the strangeness of the room he was in, his first concern on returning to consciousness would naturally relate to his letter of credit. He remembered little whispered speeches of hers, so like the Annabel of Paris, so unlike the woman he loved, a hundred little things should have told him long ago. She went across to the little window again, her back to Melusine. He was amused. Already she knew that she was overstaying her welcome. She had resisted as long as she could; then she had stolen over. “I’ll turn you here. Only promise me to amend—to quit your vile companions—and I will forgive you—will bless you. But Jack did not heed them. Drawing a pistol, and unclosing his lantern with the quickness of thought, he then burst through an open trap-door into a small loft. She had turned round sideways, so as to look down into the fire.
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