’ The lad Kimble moved swiftly to the door and walked out of the room. A little exclamation of surprise escaped Ennison. She was sitting on the mean straw mattress that was placed on the iron bedstead in the makeshift cell, while Melusine stood with her back to the door, confronting her old nurse with the truth. “John,” she declared, “I must eat or die.
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