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" "My strength fails me," gasped the fugitive. “Why, among other things, did I put my knuckles in his neck—deliberately to hurt him?” She tried to sound the humorous note. ’ ‘But what age are you? Do you not require an heir?’ Melusine asked, her tone shocked. His countenance was pale as death, but not a muscle quivered; nor did he betray the slightest appearance of fear. "Where?" "That can wait," she answered.
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