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” “You all seem to be trying to pull my leg,” Sir John remarked quietly. Her slender throat was encircled by a black riband, with a small locket attached to it; and upon the top of her head rested a diminutive lace cap. Stanley, consenting with dignity. “You are mistaken, David. ’ The lady hesitated a moment, her eyes seeming to measure the distance between where he stood and the door. It was a duel, you understand, and that is not permitted. " "I have often conjured up some frightful vision of the dead," murmured the knight, "but I never dreamed of an interview with the living. He even hugged her a few times, something he had never done.
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