’ ‘Nonsense,’ said Mrs Sindlesham loudly, casting an anxious glance upon Melusine. ” “I wonder,” he said, a trifle irrelevantly, “what the future has in store for you. The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves from the elms and horse-chestnuts. But it is my fault.
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