"Where to, master?" asked Ben, touching his woollen cap. "There won't be much left for you," he said. Now Owen Wood had one fair child, Unlike her mother, meek and mild; Her love the draper strove to gain, But she repaid him with disdain. " "How do you spell the last name?" He spelt it. Melusine sighed with relief and set to work by the light of the lantern. If he wished, he could even take this inheritance from her.
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