I’ll feel fine as soon as I get out of my wet clothes. " CHAPTER IX. ’ Melusine spread her hands and sighed. "I knew how it would be," she cried, in the shrill voice peculiar to a shrew, "when you brought that worthless hussy's worthless brat into the house. She could feel his warm little body trying to snuggle into her, trying to wriggle loose of his swaddling cloth. —I'll give him the edication of a prig,—teach him the use of his forks betimes,—and make him, in the end, as clever a cracksman as his father.
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