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“I am afraid,” she said, “that he must have a skeleton key to these rooms. “I’m damned if I’ll believe it,” he muttered to himself savagely. With a loud shout, and headed by a powerfully-built man, with a face as black as that of a mulatto, and armed with a cutlass, the rabble leapt over the barricades, and rushed towards the vehicle. She would be in the library, her favorite place, or on the bench by the colored glass window with her embroidery. "Leave him to me," he said. “We will do Paris like the tourists, and thank God here comes dinner.
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