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” For a time she sat on a rail before leaving the road for the downland turf. " "And never should again, were he mine," rejoined Jonathan. "Mother! dear mother!" cried Jack, folding her to his breast. It is safe. Ten days should see you on your feet. ‘I don’t think you need do that, Melusine—if I may call you so. She held it away from her with an instinctive repulsion, born of her unconquerable antipathy to the touch of strangers.
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