At the bottom of the trunk was a large manila envelope, unmarked. “Some afternoon. She came quickly into the little parlour, which now seemed inordinately crowded, and coming up to Melusine, seized her hands in a warm clasp. ’ *** Martha sniffed dolefully, scrubbing at her reddened eyes with a large square of damp linen.
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