"Are you his ghost, then?" "No—no," answered Jack. ’ ‘But why?’ asked Melusine, astonished, and somewhat overwhelmed by the other girl’s volubility. I thought every one had heard about it. So you, Jacques, must go and wait for me with the horse. “Touch a hair on his head and you will insure that I will never make love to you again. “Who are you?” She asked innocently. And I affirm to you, on my own conviction, that she who falls, because she has not strength granted her to struggle with affliction, may be reclaimed,—may repent, and be forgiven,—even as she, whose sins, 'though many, were forgiven her'. There was no response. "Forgive me—oh, forgive me!" "Forgive you—bless you!" she gasped. "But I'm a blackguard, too, Ruth.
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