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The girl’s gaze met his in interested inquiry. "I must have dropped it when I took out my note-book. Swiftly she ran her hands over the carvings, trying to find the lever to the secret panel again. Give me your name, girl!’ ‘Again?’ Mademoiselle rolled her eyes. " "A short man, isn't he, about your height, Sir,—with a yellow beard, and a face as sly as a fox's?" "Hem!" replied Wood, coughing slightly to conceal a smile; "the description's not amiss. "See the devil!—not I," cried Wood impatiently. The Mother Abbess, while thankful, could not be brought to consent to allow the girl out of her charge alone with unknown servants, and Martha was delegated to accompany her erstwhile nurseling to the homeland she had thought never to see again. ’ Melusine took refuge in defiance.
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