I just want him, and no one else will do. It did not cheer or fortify him with false courage and recklessness; it simply enveloped him in a mist of unreality. “I believe she’s dressing up-stairs—now. In one angle of the room stood a disused fire-place, with a rusty grate and broken chimney-piece; in the other there was a sort of box, contrived between the wall and the boards, that looked like an apology for a cupboard. ’ Melusine stared. "Back!" he cried fiercely.
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