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I tell you, that girl would jump into the sea, rather. Melusine made no reply. The thought of their faces, and particularly of her aunt’s, as it would meet the fact— disconcerted, unfriendly, condemning, pained—occurred to her again and again. Gianfrancesco found himself to be his family’s sole remaining male heir. “Who is there to care and—John. But the wench who tricked me shall bitterly repent it. You are my prisoner, murderer.
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