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’ ‘But why, Marthe,’ asked Melusine, as she walked into the house. ‘Madame, I trust I see you well?’ ‘Merci. "I knew how it would be," she cried, in the shrill voice peculiar to a shrew, "when you brought that worthless hussy's worthless brat into the house. She had been obliged to wait all morning for the opportunity to talk to Martha, who chose always to retire to her cell for the period of recreation that preceded afternoon prayers. You can enjoy him and then drink him up. Wild. She has contrived to keep out of my sight up to this time, and I've no doubt she'll keep out of it altogether for the future.
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