The postilion obeyed, and dashed off as hard as his horses could gallop along the beautiful road leading to Neasdon and Willesden, just as the serving-men made their appearance. What! mum still. She gathered up the chain, revealing a locket which had lain hidden in her bosom. ’ ‘But you say that I was born here,’ objected Melusine.
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