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“Don’t you know?” “Oh! I know—” “Well—” Her face was an unaccustomed pink. The dog-fox cannot be far off, since the cub is found. ‘Now,’ she said, in an imperious manner that so much reminded him of Melusine that he was obliged to suppress a grin, ‘I can see you properly. For a pity, she has chosen to remain, and it has been her death.
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