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Towards this spot Mrs. Drowning, her brain dizzy, Melusine clung to the source of the flooding warmth, her hands, no longer forcibly held, moving without will about the firm back. I will remember them, Sebastian, along with my mother and father, and all the others I came to love and lose. And, with a glance of malignant exultation, he quitted the vault, and locked the door.
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