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It isn’t sentiment but it’s horse sense. She cocked her head. Fritz flailed against his mother wildly, crying generous tears. ’ Melusine did not reply. “I would have given up anything to see you your old self again—as you are this evening. I deemed it more prudent to send him to the Dark House than to bring him here, in case of any search after him by his adoptive father—the carpenter Wood. Ladies with weapon’s on ’em.
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