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The hymnal lyrics had never stirred her; she had memorized and sung them parrotwise. But first,’ said Melusine with determination, ‘I will find that which I came to find. “I want,” he said, with a white hand outstretched, “to take you out to tea. But it is that I have a very bad temper, you understand. The ink, contained in a grimy bottle unearthed in the outhouse, was old, and made blotches as soon as it touched the paper.
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