She lingered over donning her winter coat, buttoning each toggle and placket, double knotting her long scarf. I must say what I have to say!” “But not now—not here. ‘Melusine, if you don’t let go my hand—’ He broke off as she dragged a pocket handkerchief from her sleeve. At six o'clock, the wicket was shut; and at nine, the jail was altogether locked up. ” “I wonder how he treated Gwen.
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