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My letters are returned unopened, her maid will not even allow me across the doorstep. Why open my mouth if there might not be a need for it when all’s said?’ Melusine acknowledged the logic of this. What a God-forsaken fool he was! And dimly, out there somewhere in the South Seas—the beach! Already he sensed the fascination of the inevitable; and with this fascination came the idea of haste, to get there quickly and have done. One of his converted Kanakas dropped in one day. The female’s words caught at his attention, and he no longer heard what the young Poussaint girl was saying to him.
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