"I witnessed the bet. ’ ‘Eh bien, you are not a saint,’ Melusine snapped. After the first violent outbreak of grief had in some degree subsided, Thames addressed him. The hour for which, presumably, she had been created was drawing nigh. "Come, let's be off. '" "'This be the verse you grave for me: Here he lies where he longed to be; Home is the sailor, home from the sea.
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