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‘Well?’ demanded Miss Froxfield, accepting a glass of lemonade proffered by a passing lackey. ‘You would say that already then you love me?’ His glance was a caress and Melusine’s resolve weakened. With Bess's assistance he then climbed up to the window, which, as has just been stated, was secured by iron bars of great thickness crossed by a stout beam of oak. “Punctual. "You are alone?" said one of the spinsters—Prudence Jedson. A corner could hold the promise of a shelf of dainty crystals, volcanic ices of rainbow colors, or figurines of saints sculpted from horn and bone reenacting their martyrdoms on delicate miniature wooden stages.
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