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Gosse had moved forward, his pistol arm out straight, his aim true, the gun cocked. ‘It—it is—nothing,’ she uttered jerkily. Groping their way through one or two dark and mouldy-smelling vaults, the party ascended a flight of steps, which brought them to the hall. ‘That’s my pet name. ‘That is true,’ Melusine conceded.
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