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He poured a pinch of tobacco into his palm and sniffed. A man's laced hat,—whether adopted from the caprice of the moment, or habitually worn, we are unable to state,—cocked knowingly on her head, harmonized with her masculine appearance. ’ A hand seemed to grip in Melusine’s chest and she hit out. They had chosen to deliberately and wickedly insult a lady who had done her best to entertain them for many weeks. A pair of long-lashed blue eyes studied them both as she slowly brought her hands down to rest by her sides. There lay upon this stand a book bound in limp black leather—the Holy Bible. But she did not speak. I want to be a person by myself, and to pull my own strings.
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