"Eh-day! what's this?" cried Wood, looking up from beneath his spectacles. ‘I don’t think you need do that, Melusine—if I may call you so. “Oh, please. ‘Do you think I could endure to hear you prattling your abominable French in my ear day by day? Enough to drive me straight into my grave. I mystify you; I can see that. She had tasted freedom now, and so far she had not felt the need of protection. " "I tell 'ee what, landlord," observed the old sailor, quietly replenishing his pipe from a huge pewter tobacco-box, as the waterman and Wood quitted the house, "you've said good-b'ye to your friend.
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