” “You are very kind,” Anna said. You on the other hand have to come to London, a worker, with the responsibility of life upon your own shoulders—and in addition all the burden of her follies. ’ ‘But me, I am not very good with accepting,’ Melusine said bitterly over her shoulder. He was keen to get to work, but the inspiration would not come. She forgot Anna’s sacrifices, forgot her own callousness, forgot the burden which she had fastened upon her sister’s shoulders. The air was sweet with the perfume of flowers, and the melody of murmuring insects, the blue sky was cloudless, the heat of the sun was tempered by the heather-scented west wind. “Listen to me.
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