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Melusine cursed herself for his injury. He felt like a boy again, the taste for adventures was keen upon his palate, the whole undiscovered world of rhythmical things, of love and poetry and passion seemed again to him a real and actual place, and he himself an adventurer upon the threshold. ‘We needn’t murder Lucia. ’ ‘How do I know that?’ demanded Jack.
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