Uzun bir araştırma ve kazı çalışmasının ardından, hazineyi buldular. ’ ‘But it’s my affair, Melusine. At length the task was done, and she jabbed the needle into a cushion, folded the coat, and rose. Wait a second. She dismissed the idea of doing so. “You are magnificent,” she said, “but the steel of your truth is a little oversharpened. He fancied that the turnkeys had discovered his flight and were in pursuit of him,—that they had climbed up the chimney,—entered the Red Room,— tracked him from door to door, and were now only detained by the gate which he had left unbroken in the chapel. No! I do not even know that he cares for me.
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