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Mr. "Come to me!" cried the poor maniac, who had crawled as far as the chain would permit her,—"come to me!" she cried, extending her thin arm towards him. ’ Joy rose in Melusine’s bosom. She realized dimly that there was no personal thing behind his cry, that countless myriads of Mannings had “My God!”-ed with an equal gusto at situations as flatly apprehended. She would then partially recall the items that she had heard about him, presenting each at the angle that was the most likely to inflict pain. It is the health of a stranger,—of Mr.
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