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"Goodness only knows what he's reserved for," rejoined the widow in a desponding tone; "but if Mynheer Van Galgebrok, whom I met last night at the Cross Shovels, spoke the truth, little Jack will never die in his bed. Melusine was loath to admit how much more lonely since Gerald chose not to visit her. She twisted to meet him and folded into his embrace. Where was the expected message from this captain, who had promised to send her word at the instant Gerald returned to town. You know how stubborn they get. “You must do more than think of it,” he urged.

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