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"I imagine I must have a hundred rolls—all the old fellows. Do you think I would marry you? Rather would I marry the pig in the convent. Swiftly he looked back to Melusine and found she had whisked to the window, dragging a pocket handkerchief from her sleeve and hastily blowing her nose. One’s got to be a better man than one’s father, or what is the good of successive generations? Life is rebellion, or nothing. ’ She shrugged. Don’t say anything, she thought to herself, say nothing more, Martin.
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