\" She opened the front door with her keys, stepping inside. ’ ‘But why, Marthe,’ asked Melusine, as she walked into the house. She glanced at the Frenchman, and found him struggling with the portrait that was embedded around his scalp. Because here was the haven for which she had been blindly groping: the positive abolition of all her father's rights in her—the right to drag her back. Anna leaned forward, watching the people in the streets. From this sorrowful state he was aroused by a loud derisive whistle, followed by a still louder laugh; and, looking up, he beheld the impudent countenance of Jack Sheppard immediately before him. All the rest of his existence was subordinate to this pursuit; he lived for it, worked for it, kept himself in training for it. Canton at night is as much China as the border town of Lan-Chow-fu. She would be elemental; there would be in her somewhere the sleeping tigress. No doubt that was due to his helplessness.
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