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. In another minute, the tramp of horses' feet told that the perpetrators of the outrage had effected their escape. ‘I do not know of whom you speak. There’s no sense in morality, I suppose, unless you are fundamentally immoral. He saluted awkwardly. He entered it; crossed the room, in which there was only a small truckle-bed, over which he stumbled; opened another door and gained the stair-head. A piece of old blanket was fastened across her shoulders, and she had no other clothing except a petticoat. She was not Madame Melusine Valade.

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