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It was hard to meet that gaze. Melusine circled her adversary only far enough to give herself the aisle between the pews behind. "'Sdeath!" cried Jonathan, staring at the breach in the wall. " "There, now! You mustn't get mixed. “Did you—did you really think that they would take you for a Frenchman?” she exclaimed. Here was a poor half-naked creature, with a straw crown on his head, and a wooden sceptre in his hand, seated on the ground with all the dignity of a monarch on his throne. “I would marry your sister anyhow, under any circumstances,” he answered. CHAPTER XXIII. ’ Melusine threw her hands in the air.
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