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“Why won’t you sleep in my bed tonight, Lucia, where 80 it’s warm?” He asked her one night, teasing but mournful, as she stood in her bedroom doorway in a long white gown. The mighty concourse became for a moment still. A chill ran through his frame, and, grasping the heavy weapon with which chance had provided him, prepared to strike down the first person who should enter the cell. In a moment the brisk evening breeze caught the lank canvas and bellied it taut. Easily I could have killed you. “Oh God!” she cried, “Oh God!” and flung aside her opera-cloak, and for a time walked about the room—a Corsair’s bride at a crisis of emotion. It was easy for him to see that she desired to be agreeable to him. “Your coffee’s too good to refuse. " The knight staggered as if struck by a mortal wound.
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