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Chapter 77 No.77

The Baron pushed out an easy-chair for Roma and twisted his own to face it.

"How are you, my child?"

"One lives," said Roma, with a sigh.

"What is the matter, my dear? You are ill and unhappy."

She eluded the question and said, "You sent for me-what do you wish to say?"

He told her the printer of certain seditious proclamations had b

            
            

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