’ Melusine might have responded that she had not asked him, but she was too intent on her mission. Then he put the paper by. She was her mother’s child, fair of face, doted upon and spoiled by her attentions. It was a spring-tide at half ebb; and the current, which was running fast and furiously, bore him instantly away.
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