He smiled. She went across to the little window again, her back to Melusine. There was an air of repressed gaiety in her actions: the sense of freedom had returned; her heart was empty again. Her father, her own father! She remembered now a verse from the Psalms her father had always been quoting; but now she recited it with perfect understanding. “It has all been a mistake, hasn’t it?” “No more talking,” the doctor interposed.
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