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The water was cold but she waded deeper. “You can’t think that I’m fool enough to be put off like this. I hear the sound of his horse's feet in the yard. She had prepared herself to meet violent protest, a recurrence of that burning glance. It was not due to shyness: it was the inherent instinct of the Woman, a protective fear that she must retain some elements of mystery in order to hold the interest of the male. He had buckled on his hanger, and had two brace of pistols in his belt, as well as others in this holsters. The Frenchman had moved back into Piccadilly from Down Street, at which the lad following him had immediately sauntered away a yard or two.
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