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. I'll forgive him if he does. . . " And he proceeded to handcuff his captive. Satisfied with his scrutiny, he produced a pocket-flask, and taking off the silver cup with which it was mounted, filled it with the contents of the flask, and then seizing the thin arm of the sleeper, rudely shook it. He entered the room with his usual deliberation, and looked covertly about him. The blouse dried nicely, it would only need a touch of starch and a little ironing. “Well, because I don’t see any reason why I shouldn’t. ‘It is that he needed me for his lie, no?’ Melusine said, striving to control the quiver in her voice.
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