Believe me, the bitterness of it has almost departed, crushed out of me together with much of the weariness and sorrow I brought with me here by the nameless glory of these lonely months. ‘This we will leave. Melusine flew after him, the sword held out before her and pointing directly at his retreating back. On the way he confessed. 1703.
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