. ‘Marry an Englishman! Which Englishman?’ Melusine shrugged. Daybreak found her winding her painful way along the Harrow Road; and, in order to shorten the distance as much as possible, she took the nearest cut, and struck into the meadows on the right. She chuckled. ‘Ain’t no call for you to go a-blaming of yourself. I’m too young 117 for this to sound right.
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