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Our Slory t the latchstrins is out
AND ALFRED TIMIDLY OPENS.THE DOOR '
OF HIS MOTHER'S HOVEL. PRINCE VALIANT '
COME IN, MY FINE LORDS," CACKLES
A THIN, RASPING VOIC6. IN A CORNER
A BUNDLE OP RAGS MOVES, REVEALING
A HAGGARD WiTCHWOMAN
SIT DOWN, VOU CRINGING SERF'"
AND ALFRED OBEYS. "YOU AREMV
MASTERPIECE! you, WITH THE SOUL s,'
OF A SERVANT, ARE THE RIGHTFOL HEIR
TO VERNON HALL THIS IS THE HOUR -OF
MY REVENGE" . '
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JlPl9f ARSH VVITH "ATRED SHE GOES ON! "FOR J
mjiHaFRSr' THE LAWFUL WIFE OF THAT MONSTER THF
J""' WHOM r EIENDSIMVE AT LAST
TAKEN. AND YOU, LOWLY ALFRED, ARE HIS FIRST-BORN?"
"yS, I WAS ONCE THE BEAUTIFUL LADY VERNON MAPfiiFft 7n
J BACK OF HIS HAND. NOW YOU AN ISNriPiUT PCAtriu-r
THEN SHE TELLS THEM WHERE THEY
CAN FIND THE YELLOWED PARCHMENT
THAT PROVES BEYOND A DOUBT THAT
ALFRED IS INDEED MASTER OF VERNON.
."ni'ZMy 1 HAVE DRAGGED THE PROUD
NAME OF VERNON DOWN TO THE LEVEL OF
A LACKEY!" WITH A WILD BURST OF
LAUGHTER SHE FALLS BACK, AND PEACE
COMES AT LASTTO AJTROUBLED SOW..
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IORD ALFRED OF VERNON HALL AND
NExiEKi-TheParthmfnt
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