’ A tiny giggle escaped her, and she lowered the pistol a trifle. “I’d rather go as a chorus-girl,” she said. When any violent outrage was committed,—and such matters were of daily, sometimes hourly, occurrence,—a bell, the rope of which descended into the hall, brought the whole of the turnkeys to their assistance. Her slender throat was encircled by a black riband, with a small locket attached to it; and upon the top of her head rested a diminutive lace cap. I must see if I have a gown fit to wear. You’ll never see the light of day as long as you live.
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