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For a time Ann Veronica’s attention was diverted by her aunt’s interest in the salted almonds. "I'm tired of the life I'm leading. It never has had. Please sit with me. In the early hours of the morning, unable to bear the suspense any longer, Melusine had ventured to explore the mansion, the lantern she had brought in hand, commenting to herself all the time on the state of the place and the difficulties of her task, and having no idea of the consequences she was bringing on herself thereby. “You are very kind to think of it,” she said, “but—don’t you think perhaps—that I had better not?” He smiled indulgently.
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