"Oh! nothin' partickler—mere curossity," replied Terence. ’ ‘You traitor, Gerald,’ laughed Lucilla, her yellow curls bouncing under a huge straw bonnet all over flowers. I pray, Anna, that you may find your happiness. CHAPTER XII. ” “No, I don’t. ’ ‘But you do not make love,’ Melusine pointed out.
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