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You see, the trouble is that the matter is in dispute. " CHAPTER XI. Melusine soon found herself seated at a table, with a dirty piece of paper in front of her, and a badly mended pen between her fingers. When he had finished he took up the wine list and ordered a bottle of dry champagne. ‘How did you get in? The house is all locked up. The cloth was removed, and Wood, drawing the table as near the window as possible—for it was getting dusk —put on his spectacles, and opened that sacred volume from which the best consolation in affliction is derived, and left the lovers—for such they may now be fairly termed—to their own conversation.
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