’ Melusine shifted her shoulders. The island had evidently grown round this lagoon, approached it gradually from the volcanic upheaval—an island of coral and lava. She was rash and ignorant, absolutely inexperienced. To be near someone, even someone who made a pretense of friendliness, to hear voices, her own intermingling, would serve as a rehabilitating tonic. Hadn’t they settled that already? “I want you as a friend,” he persisted, almost as if he disputed something. CHAPTER X. .
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