Her parents left two weeks later, the weather still fine. She did not wait, but grabbed up the lantern and slid into the passage, calling to them to hurry. Some automaton within her produced in a quite unfamiliar voice the remark, “They’re playing football. ‘Here were you patiently waiting, without uttering one word of complaint the entire time, which of course you never do, being yourself a female altogether of a disposition extremely sweet and charming without the least vestige of a temper—’ ‘Gérard,’ Melusine uttered on a warning note, desperately trying to control the quiver at her lip.
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