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Close upon this came another thought. He turned irresolutely to the table upon which lay the scattered leaves of his old manuscripts. “I do not know. ‘Why?’ ‘Why take me to France? Why trouble himself with me, when so easily he could leave me to this Monsieur Remenham to keep?’ To Melusine’s instant suspicion, Martha bit her lip, drew a breath, and avoided her charge’s gaze. Standing on tiptoe, on a joint-stool, placed upon the bench, with his back to the door, and a clasp-knife in his hand, this youngster, instead of executing his appointed task, was occupied in carving his name upon a beam, overhead. He looked at her for a moment in a puzzled sort of way. Norris, wringing her hands and wepping, the unfortunate lady was placed upon a couch. There followed a silence which endured several minutes; or, rather a tableau. It was a tale of battle, murder, and sudden death on the New York waterfront. Hitchings, who seem to be absolutely engrossed in one another, and a boy of about seventeen, who no sooner got here than he discovered that he wanted to see a man in the promenade and disappeared.

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