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But who would pay the ransom? There was no one left in his family. ” He said. ’ ‘You traitor, Gerald,’ laughed Lucilla, her yellow curls bouncing under a huge straw bonnet all over flowers. . ToC The day appointed for the execution was now close at hand, and the prisoner, who seemed to have abandoned all hopes of escape, turned his thoughts entirely from worldly considerations. ’ Melusine’s voice petered out. It began as a joke.
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