Her heart in her mouth, hoping against hope, Melusine made her way back to where she had left the boy. But of what use to wear it when there was no one of importance to see and admire? ‘For shame, Melusine,’ protested Lucy, as the butler bowed himself out of the room. ’ ‘Madame la Comtesse,’ put in Melusine, for she had learned much by pumping le pére Saint-Simon, who was acquainted with all the French exiles. He meets Anna, and claims her as his wife.
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