58 \"Why will you not touch me?\" She cried out, sitting up, her head in her hands. Prudence. ’ ‘You ain’t never!’ ‘Back to your post, Trodger,’ ordered the harassed captain. He might not condone it, but the feelings that had prompted it augured well for Melusine’s safety. ‘But only think, Hilary,’ Lucy protested, evidently too involved in her theory to waste time in scolding. ‘Well then, Melusine,’ he said calmly, ‘it seems as if we must get you your dowry willy-nilly.
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