” Her words were slurred with sleep. "I am. “If only Sir John were not Sir John I would ask you to come and have some supper. The doctor will be here to see you in five minutes. He shall expiate his offences on the gibbet. "I've been wondering, until this morning, if you were real. "See how glad he is!" His irony and displeasure subsided. The house will be well rid of him, for a more idle, good-for-nothing reprobate never crossed its threshold. She was sitting on the mean straw mattress that was placed on the iron bedstead in the makeshift cell, while Melusine stood with her back to the door, confronting her old nurse with the truth.
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