‘Jacques, are you dead? Jacques, do you hear me?’ Melusine put her cheek to his lips, and felt the faint warmth of his breath. It comforts him when he is most forlorn. If ever I did meet a man I could love, I should love him”—her voice dropped again—“platonically. Oh, you cannot escape from it. I know that you were disappointed because I did not turn out to be the millionaire.
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