’ Reminiscence made him smile. “They never seem so at first!” he said. Any one less courageous than himself would have abandoned the attempt from a conviction of its utter hopelessness; but, though it might for a moment damp his ardour, it could not deter him. Some one had once, in his hearing, called him a prig. ’ Melusine’s eyes flashed. Old farmhouses loomed as they whizzed by, left behind in the gray like mourners.
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