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“You’re not a man for me—not one of a sex, I mean. ‘Where are you taking me?’ she asked, assuming a fearful accent. ’ Melusine’s eyes misted. You’ll have to go back to Remenham House. It made her laugh, which in turn made him laugh. He had but to give his orders. You must say farewell to her, for I cannot. She was the first to recover herself. For such of us as pretend to be wise—and we are but fools in a lesser degree—we know that humanity moves onward only by the impellant of fine dreams. She was dressed in a tattered black stuff gown, discoloured by various stains, and intended, it would seem, from the remnants of rusty crape with which it was here and there tricked out, to represent the garb of widowhood, and held in her arms a sleeping infant, swathed in the folds of a linsey-woolsey shawl.
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