‘I have said it is not stolen,’ snapped Melusine indignantly. “I suppose most people’s letters are queer. And all the third act is love-sick music. Ah, no, I have it wrong. ” She
patted his arm and wiped her tears away. “You wish me to stay?” he asked, in a low tone. Pardon what I have said, Madam. The young
man looked at her. The picture of her flashed across the doctor's vision magically. At sight of his wan
features, she forgot the urgency of her need for a moment, and fell to her knees
at his bedside, placing her hands on his slack ones where they lay on the soiled
coverlet. Many other wards,—especially on the Master Debtor's side,—have been
necessarily omitted in the foregoing hasty enumeration.
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