Now, I'll be getting along. While this was going on, Jack suddenly made a movement which attracted the turnkey's attention; and during that interval the old man slipped some articles wrapped in a handkerchief into Bess's hands, who instantly secreted them in her bosom. Why on earth couldn’t he leave her to grow in her own way? Her pride rose at the bare thought of return. ‘Melusine, if you don’t let go my hand—’ He broke off as she dragged a pocket handkerchief from her sleeve. Only I wish—I wish to-day I was a thousand times, ten thousand times more beautiful. . ” She said.
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