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"Well—well," grumbled Jonathan, "I suppose I must be content. ‘But can you? You don’t know Melusine for Mary Remenham’s daughter, any more than I do. She went to her own table and sat down. Spurlock, filled with self-mockery, sat in a chair on the west veranda. Of this I'm certain, however, she was much too good for him, and was never meant to be a journeyman carpenter's wife, still less what is she now. org/fundraising.
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