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Wild allowed you to have your fine clothes again, or you might have been taken in a still more disgraceful garb. He never felt any need to explain himself. “Please forgive me, Lucy. He glanced down between the still narrow distance that lay between Melusine and himself, and discovered her hand there, a very small dagger within it. A blow from the iron bar instantly stretched the ruffian on the floor. He was the beachcomber, or the old sailor with the black pearl (Ruth's tales), or the wastrel musician McClintock had described to him.
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