. ’ ‘Miss?’ gaped the soldier. The person, shortly afterwards ushered into the room, seemed by the imperfect light,—for the evening was advancing, and the chamber darkened by heavy drapery,—to be a middle-sized middle-aged man, of rather vulgar appearance, but with a very shrewd aspect. And so bitterly did the carpenter reproach himself with his neglect, that he resolved, at all risks, to go back in search of it. Such was the hubbub and tumult around him, that the carpenter could not hear its plunge into the flood. . ’ Melusine heard a note of triumph in his voice and turned, a questioning look in her face. .
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