She was sitting on the mean straw mattress that was placed on the iron bedstead in the makeshift cell, while Melusine stood with her back to the door, confronting her old nurse with the truth. Only she was conscious of an unfamiliar and wonderful emotion. The stage manager reappeared presently, and made a speech. Á bientot—Melusine.
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