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It is the only way. A Madame Valade and her husband. To his consternation, she was holding an unwieldy, ugly-looking pistol, all wood and tarnished steel, with both hands about the butt. She felt a lump rise in her throat, for she had come to love living in America. ‘Come inside at once, child. But as she got out of the train at Morningside Park Station she had a shock. 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. ‘That is true,’ Melusine conceded. Fortunately, I've secured the proof of my birth. “I might have muddled for a time. She wanted to know.
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