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“You can keep him at arm’s length. Beyond was a field sloping steeply upwards, and at the top a small pine plantation. You were afraid of me, afraid that I should have been shocked, afraid of the scandal. Here was not the individual against whom she had been warned. Come with me to the Condemned Hold directly, and, if I find my fears confirmed, I'll—" He was here interrupted by the sudden entrance of the black, who rushed precipitately into the room, letting fall the heavy bunch of keys in his fright. A ragged gray moustache drooped from the corners of his mouth and a ragged wisp of whisker hung from his chin. She felt the whack from about six feet away, kitty corner. In those revolutionary times one had to be prepared.
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