"He is dying?" whispered Ruth. ‘Very clever, Mademoiselle Melusine. She did not enter the cabin at once, but paused on the threshold and stared at the silent, recumbent figure in the bunk. Oh, yes; of Ruth herself he knew much; but the more he mulled over what he knew, the deeper grew his chagrin. "You shall never behold me alive.
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