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"O, lud!" she cried; "French noblemen in disguise! and so rude as I was! I shall never recover it!" "A good supper will set all to rights," insinuated Kneebone. It was horrible, but she must do it. Giving him a wide berth, and keeping her pistol high, she made her way to the door and warily peered through it. The house was redolent with the smells of cinnamon baking and the stuffed turkey and marinated pork roast. She realized more and more the quality of the brink upon which she stood—the dreadful readiness with which in certain moods she might plunge, the unmitigated wrongness and recklessness of such a self-abandonment. "And now, Sir," he said, preparing to take his departure, "will you add to the obligation already conferred by informing me where I can meet with Mr.
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