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’ Melusine shrugged. The hope that had been suddenly kindled in the youth's bosom was as suddenly extinguished. But one changes the style of one's clothes yearly. It tore her apart. "No offence, I hope, my dear Mrs. “Yes. " "And I trust you will never have occasion to weep again, my poor soul," replied Wood, setting down his lantern, and brushing a few drops from his eyes, "unless it be tears of joy. Even in her painting smock and with her disarranged hair, the likeness between the two girls was marvellous. I'll have no such toast drunk at my table!" "It's the king's birthday," urged the woollen draper.
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