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A sarcastic smile seemed to play upon the chief-taker's lips; and abashed at his own irresolution, the lad went on. But it was very hard to follow. Enschede halted. He must know she’ll be at a convent. Indeed, it is rather a matter of whose death is close. He was amused. ’ ‘For God’s sake, don’t accuse her of murder,’ begged Gerald, retrieving the lady’s hat and handing it to her, ‘or she’ll be challenging me to a duel again. The Wastrel—as we call him—cannot play when he's sober; hands too shaky.
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