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‘Merci,’ Melusine said, and smiled. Presently the odour of burnt powder mingled agreeably with that of the incense. . Then he stood up and hailed a fiacre. Mike was drinking a cup of black coffee. “Much as I hate rows, I’ve either got to make a stand or give in altogether. The policeman raised his voice, slightly agitated. " "Not now—not now!" she returned, with a shudder. A spot of colour, brighter than any rouge, burned on her cheeks. She looked up and said, a little breathlessly, “I’m sorry, aunt, but I don’t think I can. The next moment, an exclamation was heard in the voice of Thames. Depend upon it, there is a place for you—waiting.
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