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She speedily reached her own abode,—a little cottage, standing in the outskirts of the village. Melusine got to her feet and, tucking her shoulder under his arm on the uninjured side, put her arm about him to hold his waist, and thus contrived to take most of his weight. ’ ‘Then Gérard may come back,’ Melusine cried involuntarily on a sudden rising hope. Mr. "You're not out yet, you young hound," rejoined Quilt, striving ineffectually to burst open the door. “Yes, but I act older than I look.
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