’ ‘In this case, I do not at all wish to marry you,’ Melusine threw at him furiously. "Do you hear me?" cried the lady, with increasing vehemence. The blast once more swept over the agitated river: whirled off the sheets of foam, scattered them far and wide in rain-drops, and left the raging torrent blacker than before. Monsieur Charvill, he has not the means to choose different.
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