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If he died, here in this hotel, who would care? Or if she died, who would care? A queer desire blossomed in her heart: to go to him, urge him to see the folly of trying to forget. The poor old imbecile! Why, this child was a firebrand, a wrecker, if ever he had seen one; and the worst kind because she was unconscious of her gifts. The scrutiny of any strange man provoked a sweaty terror. But we must not anticipate the course of events. “But I must, I will,” he answered fiercely. Spurlock began to munch his water-chestnuts. Your father…. ’ ‘Eh?’ Almost Melusine betrayed herself at his startled look.
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