’ ‘Pah!’ scoffed Melusine. " "You cannot help yourself, Sir Rowland," replied Jonathan, contemptuously. A quick flush stained her cheeks. You must live for me. The funeral procession had now approached the grave, around which many of the congregation, who were deeply interested by the sad ceremonial, had gathered. She speedily reached her own abode,—a little cottage, standing in the outskirts of the village.
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