“Stay where you are for a moment,” she directed. ‘Now I see that you are mad indeed. It was a duel, you understand, and that is not permitted. There is nothing but your pride which stands between us. She came quickly into the little parlour, which now seemed inordinately crowded, and coming up to Melusine, seized her hands in a warm clasp. ‘Do you think I could endure to hear you prattling your abominable French in my ear day by day? Enough to drive me straight into my grave.
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