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The flowers upon the mantel-shelf were withered and drooping—she had gathered them. Next instant, Melusine’s blade sank into Gosse’s flesh. Not daring, however, to listen to it, he ran on. " "I tell 'ee what, saltwater," said Ben, "I'll lay you my fare—and that'll be two shillin'—I'm back in an hour. She pointed across the road.
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