The letter began: “MY DEAREST GIRL,—I cannot let you do this foolish thing—” She crumpled notes and letter together in her hand, and then with a passionate gesture flung them into the fire. “You mustn’t talk any more,” he said, “but I want you to listen to me just for a moment. His name is carved upon a beam up stairs. ’ ‘Yes, that is reasonable,’ agreed Melusine, nodding.
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