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txt or 15614-8. ” She laughed. Stories … love stories: and to-morrow she would know the joy of reading them! It was almost unbelievable; it was too good to be true. She recovered herself, however, with amazing facility. ’ Melusine’s instant annoyance must have shown in her face. Did he see him, this Monsieur Charvill?’ ‘I don’t rightly know, miss,’ confessed Kimble. This had well nigh been the case with the carpenter. "I was right," replied Jack, returning as coolly as if nothing had happened. Manning,” she said, “I HAVE a confession to make. He was a shy boy outwardly but she knew him better in his thoughts, in which perhaps she had already taken upon the role of lover. She slept in a bedroom clad in linens and skins, walked down hallways bedecked in the most gay and colorful frescos. At Christmas he gave her a set of a small edition of Meredith’s novels, very prettily bound in flexible leather, being guided in the choice of an author, as he intimated, rather by her preferences than his own. “You may call anytime.
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