"But never mind who, or what I am. He picked up the broken fiddle and beckoned. He glanced downwards at the impetuous torrent, which he could perceive shooting past him with lightning swiftness in the gloom. The Master of the Mint. ’ She grasped the girl’s arm. You see—I didn’t understand. There was a bare chance that he had been mistaken.
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