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Every eye was turned upon Madeline. Her pretty face was very white, the deep-blue eyes had a tingle of purple in them, but her lips were steady, and the hand that held the cases did not tremble.
"Well, this is a surprise," Mr. Manton cried. "I have foreseen most things connected with this case, but this is totally unexpected."