The vault, in which Sir Rowland found himself, resembled in some measure the cabin of a ship. How plainly he could see the patch of garden in the summer sunshine and the white hollyhocks nodding above the picket fence! ***** Ruth sat waiting for the half hour, subconsciously. ‘What are you going to do now, child?’ Melusine sighed away the last of her distress.
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