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She went across to the little window again, her back to Melusine. " It was curiously like the intermittent murmur of the surf, those weird Sundays, when her father paused for breath to launch additional damnation for those who disobeyed the Word. After some time, the scuffle grew more and more distant, until nothing could be heard. He stepped back further. It was only a matter of time. ’ ‘Oh, is he?’ Gerald said grimly.
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