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His smile darkened. "I am your prisoner," he said, with a sudden splendid stateliness, and right then I guessed who he was.

"Yess, sir, you are!" I retorted. "Move to that wagon! And if you take one step out of common time you'll never take another."

I thought I did until I glanced at the superscription: Miss Coralie Rothvelt.

I found but one white figure under the dim veranda eaves. "Miss Camille?"

Lit with foolish hope to hear thy fondling sighs, Like yon twilight dove's, breathe, Return, return!

"My mother! Do you know my mother?"

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