"Leave me to my fate," rejoined Jack. For an instant, Melusine watched him go. The elastic spirits of youth resumed their sway; and, before the coach stopped, his tears had ceased to flow. The dress was her mother's, and she was wearing it to save a little extra money. "Wretch!" she cried, "you shall not force me to your hateful purpose. " There had never been, from that fatal hour eight months gone down to this, the inclination to confess. ‘I’ll play you at your own game,’ he growled, holding the foreshortened foil in place with rigid control.
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