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So far as the eye could reach, the white level road, with its fringe of elm-trees, was empty. She felt the softest touch caress her cheek, and a wave of tenderness engulfed Melusine. Ramage stood up, and suddenly turned the key in the door in an off-hand manner. So she built a shrine. The flowers and turf, a wild strawberry, a rare butterfly, and suchlike little intimate things had become more interesting than mountains.
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