"Stolen by a gipsy when scarcely five years old, Constance Trenchard, after various vicissitudes, was carried to London, where she lived in great poverty, with the dregs of society. ‘And I do not know why you are so polite, when you have been bad to me last night, and have taken my dagger. See what you have made of me. ‘I do not know of whom you speak. ” She set the letter down, and drew from her pocket another with a foreign post mark which had come the day before.
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