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I’ve got nothing to do for a month but think. I struck him across the face, jumped out and went back by train to Paris. Life! Life and love! It makes me want to be always young, always strong, always devoting my life—and dying splendidly. ‘He arst me to find him someone who might go with you. The service began. I should lose every scrap of independence—even my self-respect. Melusine stepped back a pace, her gaze fixed on the vision before her.
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