The Master listened, with becoming attention, to the narrative, and, at its conclusion, shook his head gravely, applied his thumb to the side of his nose, and, twirling his fingers significantly, winked at his phlegmatic companion. She would not be driven in by this persistent, sneaking aggression. Upon the pavement near the court lay the porter, who had been prostrated by a blow from the butt-end of a pistol. ‘Whither away, mademoiselle?’ he said grimly, ungently grasping her arm above the elbow.
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