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"Kidnapped, and sent to France
by one uncle, it was my lot to fall into the hands of another,—my father's own
brother, the Marshal Gaucher de Chatillon; to whom, and to the Cardinal Dubois,
I owed all my good fortune. She ran to the lamp and extinguished it. She was good to me for the
two years I stayed with her, she had a nice apartment in
Galveston. . "Forgive me—oh, forgive me!"
"Forgive you—bless you!" she gasped. I
shall not let you go till I am quite sure. If he dies she is safe. Well, my dear, it is
time you stopped wallowing in your sorrows like a
common wretch.
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