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But the indecision, which had been fatal to his race, was fatal to him. She heard the rats scattering across the stone as dirt fell into the crypt. Books; an inexplicable hunger to be satisfied. Forgetting her occupation in her anger, she left off bathing Darrell's wrist; and, squeezing his arm so tightly that the boy winced with pain, she clapped her right hand upon her hip, and turned, with flashing eyes and an inflamed countenance, towards her crest-fallen spouse. ‘Got you!’ ‘You!’ Stunned, Melusine moved quickly away from the tell-tale bookshelf. An astonished Jack Kimble was revealed in the aperture.
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