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She turned off the light and approached the window. Melusine, used to the stark surroundings of the convent at Blaye, had no complaint to make. A momentary petrifaction, and terror had lent wings to her feet. The costume of this personage was somewhat singular, and might have passed for a masquerading habit, had not the imperturbable gravity of his demeanour forbidden any such supposition. She elected to go to prison. "In the first place, she had no knowledge of her birth; and, consequently, no false pride to get rid of. Give me the keys and the light. No sooner did the vehicle turn the corner of this yard, than Quilt became aware, from the tumultuous sounds that reached his ears, as well as from the flashing of various lanterns at the door of the round-house, that some disturbance was going on; and, apprehensive of a rescue, if he drew up in the midst of the mob, he thought it prudent to come to a halt.
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