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All about her, hither and yon, lay the enticing Unknown. " He patted her hand. A faint gleam of returning colour gave her at once a more natural appearance. The arrangement had been made by the town matchmaker, a frightening old oak of a man. But you,” he continued, moving imperceptibility a little nearer to her, “you are mine. ’ Melusine turned, an irrepressible giggle escaping her lips as she thought of the Mother Abbess in the convent at Blaye. Then he sat down and filled his pipe slowly and thoughtfully. But this was long ago. When she came in after dinner that night, Ruth was no longer an interesting phenomenon, something figuratively to tear apart and investigate: she was talismanic.
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