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"A vow," she answered,—"a vow to my dead husband. He parried without apparent effort. This done, she waited at the side of the bed; but he gave no sign that he was conscious of her nearness. Give me the books. Turning off again on the left, down Seacoal Lane, they arrived at the mouth of a dark, narrow alley, into which they plunged; and, at the farther extremity found a small yard, overlooked by the blank walls of a large gloomy habitation. An acute sense of living was in her veins, even the taste of her wine seemed magical. ’ Melusine shrugged.
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