Where was this kindly world she had drawn so rosily in fancy? Disillusion everywhere. ’ ‘Do not hope it,’ returned Melusine, snapping uncontrollably. What had urged her to wrench loose and fly was the guarding instinct of the good woman. "Let's try, at all events," returned the Amazon. The entrance was concealed between two huge boulders within a clump of trees, and was now so overgrown that no one who did not know of its existence could ever hope to find it. He tried not to think—of Ruth with her mother's locket, of her misguided father, taking his lonely way to sea.
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