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chapter-011		chapter-011			.txt	text/plain	2483	128	76	Yes; I heard a giddy treble laugh in the above-mentioned little cabinet, close by the door of which I stoodthat door half-unclosed; a man's voice in a soft, deep, pleading tone, uttered some, words, whereof I only caught the adjuration, "For God's sake!" Then, after a second's pause, forth issued Dr. John, his eye full shining, but not with either joy or triumph; his fair English cheek high-coloured; a baffled, tortured, anxious, and yet a tender meaning on his brow. Madame I believed to be in her chamber; the room whence he had stepped was dedicated to the portress's sole use; and she, Rosine Matou, an unprincipled though pretty little French grisette, airy, fickle, dressy, vain, and mercenaryit was not, surely, to her hand he owed the ordeal through which he seemed to have passed?	./cache/chapter-011.txt	./txt/chapter-011.txt