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Melusine came in, picked up the lantern, and heard the library door bang open just as the panel clicked closed behind her. She had recourse to the torn off strip of petticoat again, and blowing her nose with an air of determination, sniffed back the tears. Small blame to her. “It makes me feel,” he said, “that nothing is impossible—to have you here beside me.
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