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‘You wound me to the heart, Melusine. Besides, your remark is not in the least complimentary. ‘Mademoiselle,’ he had greeted her, entering the little private parlour where, Martha being at prayer in their room, she sat alone, reading over and over the letter Mother Abbess had given her and revolving plans in her head. We'll get together this afternoon; and you can pretend that I am your father. "Leave me, Sir; I insist. ” He said. For a nun at night it is less dangerous than for the jeune demoiselle.
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