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Something softened in Melusine’s chest. What had shifted his casual interest was the visible prospect of a party of three who were coming down the packet gangplank. Behind the illustrious personages just described marched a troop of stalwart fellows, with white badges in their hats, quarterstaves, oaken cudgels, and links in their hands. Sir John felt hot and furious. Well-born, welleducated; those are the lads that pay in full. “Thank you. But never had the hand touched her with a father's caress; never had he taken her into his arms; never had he kissed her.

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