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"So have we all. Wood,
whose loss I shall ever deplore. She was wearing a
becoming tea-gown, and it was quite certain that Sir John would not be home for
several hours at least. And, though neither peace nor
innocence can be restored to my bosom; though tears cannot blot out my
offences, nor sorrow drown my shame; yet, knowing that my penitence is
sincere, I do not despair that my transgressions may be forgiven. Melusine ripped strips off her under-petticoats and fashioned a pad, which
she bandaged as tightly as she could over the wound, working swiftly,
unperturbed by the gore.
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