I’ll mention it. She was shifting, moving back. Her mind turned and accused itself of having been cold and hard. Melusine—the real Melusine—evidently did not see him immediately, for her attention was on her descent from the high vehicle. " "And I trust you will never have occasion to weep again, my poor soul," replied Wood, setting down his lantern, and brushing a few drops from his eyes, "unless it be tears of joy. In a little while—to-morrow—all these tender, beautiful emotions will pass away, and I'll become what I was yesterday, a cynical, miserly old spinster.
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