The evenings were dulcet and soft. Remember! not a word!" So saying, he huddled the mantle over Wood's shoulders, dashed the lantern to the ground, and extinguished the light. The lad hesitated. ‘And you!’ shrieked Melusine. I have—run away. ’ But she reckoned without the fellow Trodger. It seemed to him that speech would be an anticlimax. He began munching his water-chestnuts—a small brown radish-shaped vegetable, with the flavour of coconut—that grow along the river brims. There was a black fear in his heart.
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