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She was a lone white woman, therefore marked. Opposite the gallows was an open gallery, or scaffolding, like the stand at a racecourse, which, on state occasions, was crowded with spectators. Melusine—the real Melusine—evidently did not see him immediately, for her attention was on her descent from the high vehicle. It had been brighter than the rest, for dawn light had come in through high unshuttered casements above the bookshelves. He seemed to know a great deal about life. At length Jack Sheppard observ
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