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Upon what this instinct was based she could not say; she was conscious only of its insistence. A vein of conviction mingled with his burlesque. “You cannot say that you did not expect me,” he answered. ’ Baring his teeth in a smile of triumph that was every bit an animal snarl, and leaping up onto the seat of the pew he was in, he jumped hazardously to the next. A deadlock. ‘Have I not said so?’ ‘No, as it happens. It was less will than education. Good-bye, for the pressent—ha! ha!" And, laughing loudly at his own facetiousness, he quitted the Lodge. From the first of these alighted Thames, or, as he must now be styled, the Marquis de Chatillon.
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