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wonder how it is,” she added, “that boys always make love so impertinently. I found a blue stone on the beach once. Place a pistol at my
ear, and shoot me, if I've told you false. ’
‘But why?’ asked Melusine, astonished, and somewhat overwhelmed by the
other girl’s volubility. I tell you what, Mr. “Why—it’s—it’s you!”
Amazement seemed to dry up the torrents of his speech. This employment seemed to afford him the highest satisfaction; for a
diabolical grin—it cannot be called a smile—played upon his face all the time he
was engaged in it. She had noticed a twenty year pattern emerging, and
funny how opportunity seemed to strike just when she
was getting truly anxious. "But, as I was saying, I was most
dreadfully frightened on the night of the robbery! Though so young at the time, I
remember every circumstance distinctly.
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