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Her recent attitude towards him was undoubtedly a pose. “I ought to have done anything! “What’s a man for? “Friendship!” He doubled up his fist, and seemed to contemplate thrusting it through the window. She accepted his rejoinder with a brief nod. It was horrible. ‘That’s better. Kneebone—she was too well acquainted; having, more than once, been obliged to repel his advances; and, though his impertinence would have given her little concern at another season, it now added considerably to her distraction. I want to talk to you, and I must return tomorrow. ’ Mischief overtook Melusine.
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