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"Yes,—and miserable! you forget to add that. Now everything seems squared. In the grave neither grief nor revenge can find a place. And as for you, what have you to do with my fate?—nothing. What should you not return to me my own? and why should I not die by the weapon I had dared to level against yourself? There is a justice in it that smacks of Sadlers' Wells." "Then thank you, and I shall go with you, if you will allow me," says Geoffrey, hurriedly, as he sees her disappearing. "Tell me again how it all happened," he says, laying his hands on her shoulders. And then she goes through it again, slowly, carefully..
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