’ ‘You mean monsieur le baron, the General Charvill, my grandfather?’ Melusine laid aside on the table the letter she had been studying and turned so that the frame of her nun’s wimple no longer obscured her view. '" "'This be the verse you grave for me: Here he lies where he longed to be; Home is the sailor, home from the sea. ” She leaned against the back wall of the place, sinking slowly. Perhaps my wife has already prepared you for what I wish to say.
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