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He jumped back, wrenching the sword away. "Come to me!" cried the poor maniac, who had crawled as far as the chain would permit her,—"come to me!" she cried, extending her thin arm towards him. A woman may choose any one for her lover, but for her friend she makes no mistake. You skulk in shadows, following an émigré. You are right.
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