I haven’t taken much account of it until now. He's worth a dozen of you. ’ ‘You mean imbecile, don’t you?’ Gerald said, and turned his head to share the joke with Melusine. The spirit I drink may be poison,—it may kill me,—perhaps it is killing me:—but so would hunger, cold, misery,—so would my own thoughts. \"The servants will hear you!\" \"I don't care! Why do you?” She cried. " "I'm sorry I can't indulge you," replied her master, a little piqued.
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