At last he took up his thoughts again: “I wonder if, some day, one won’t need to rebel against customs and laws? If this discord will have gone? Some day, perhaps—who knows?—the old won’t coddle and hamper the young, and the young won’t need to fly in the faces of the old. And, with a glance of malignant exultation, he quitted the vault, and locked the door. “I’ll run, too,” she volunteered. ‘Tell me, my boy. But Melusine was a little inclined to like this side of the major. They had not to tarry long. He then made off.
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