“What can you do?” she asked. She opened the window, for the night was mild, and sat on the floor with her chin resting upon the window-sill. ’ ‘What matters it?’ cried Melusine impatiently. “That is my dream of you,” said Manning, warming. ” “I wish you would use my Christian name,” he said. Spurling, as if struck by a sudden idea.
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