All at once Melusine remembered Pottiswick, and the errand he had run. “Lord!” she said. She speedily reached her own abode,—a little cottage, standing in the outskirts of the village. The blast once more swept over the agitated river: whirled off the sheets of foam, scattered them far and wide in rain-drops, and left the raging torrent blacker than before. ‘I have the means to compel you.
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