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And then she came out into the street, sure only of one thing—that she could not return directly to her lodgings. “How unkind!” she exclaimed. The theme was a masquerade. All at once Melusine remembered Pottiswick, and the errand he had run. . He was the Napoleon of knavery, and established an uncontrolled empire over all the practitioners of crime. I didn’t betray you, I swear I didn’t. His lovely black eyes softened until they became like languid as the night sky.
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