’ Gerald knew the caress in his voice was a trifle ironic. “Stop,” he said. . But it strikes me there's a nigger in the woodpile somewhere, as you Yankees say. Clearing the recess the instant after his companion, he flew to the door of the inner room, and, locking it, took out the key. For that worthless father of yours—’ Melusine let go the hand only so that she might throw her own hands in the air.
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